| Speak through me, sympathy, |
| I have cried these eyes dry. |
| Spoken words, and symphonies, |
| all expressed through white lined smiles. |
| All in the name of Lucifer. |
| The plant we seeded, Lucifer |
| There when we needed. |
| Broken hope, still lingers in, |
| My obsessed pathetic life. |
| All in the name of Lucifer. |
| The plant we seeded, Lucifer |
| There when we needed. |
| My body twisted into shapes that I have done to me, |
| All for the art of being set free. |
| One tiny drop of the elixir lets the third eye see. |
| Too spread the word through he who sings. |
| Lucifer |
| The influence of Lucifer, |
| To feed upon what will become the feathered angel wing. |
| And crystallize this foreign fear. |
| One day we will return and look upon the faces dear. |
| But just for now we will revere. |
| Please free me Please |
| Please free me Lucifer |
| All in the name of Lucifer. |
| The plant we seeded, |
| Lucifer |
| There when we needed. |
| Lucifer |
| All in the name of Lucifer |
| The plant we seeded, |
| Lucifer |