[Harris/Tatler]
Now I see his face, I've seen him smile
Such in a lonely place, no golden mile
His eyes tell morbid
tales, of his black heart
His deeds through ages past, tell of his part
See his face, see his smile
Time to die
An
angel from below, change my dreams
I want for glory's hour, for wealth's esteem
I wish to sell my soul, to be reborn
I wish for
earthly riches, don't want no crown of thorns
See his face, see his smile
Time to die
I was born a fool, don't want to
stay that way
Devil take my soul, with diamonds you repay
I don't care for heaven, don't you look for me to cry
And I will burn
in Hell, from the day I die
See his face, see his smile
Time to die