I know of a man

A vicious wolf in suit and tie

Mistaken for a lamb

Who makes the weakest cub of the pride

Nothing you can say

Will pull him out into the light

He hides within the dark

Drinking blood and taking flight

Hey

Bill is due, but no one wants to pay

He makes a mess, but no one wants to say

The game is rigged, but no one wants to play

He talks behind your back

Whispers nonsense in your ears

That rise in the steam

And plays upon your darkest fears

Nothing you can do

To turn the tide or quell the storm

Approaching from within

The demon takes another form

Hеy

Bill is due, but no one wants to pay

He makеs a cross, but no one wants to pray

He’s putting all his malice on displace

Hey

Bill is due, but no one wants to pay

He pulls a sword to hold the world at bay

Looking for a victim to betray