Sneaking in as a shadow

Wickedly approaching us

With the cruelest of the intentions

On his quest to bring us down

The wolf wearing a sheep coat

An actual demon making his play

On to the unsuspecting souls

Making them buy his ideas

Luring them to the rock bottom

You see him go

CHORUS

And his twisted mind

Made me his enemy

Nobody can win

He needs his power

We can’t thrive

With him holding the keys

To the gates