Now I see his face, I see his smile

Such a lonely place, no golden mile

Eyes tell of morbid tales, of his black heart

His deeds through ages past, tell of his part

Yo-ooh, wo-ooh, noo

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

Wo-ooh, oo-ooh, noo

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, so don't you look for me to cry

And I will burn in hell, from the day I die

Wo-ooh, no-ooh, no