The Prince
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