She thinks her voice is losing power, she's looking for a cure
She ignores the fact she’s getting old and sour
She thinks that I can help her through black mass and prayer
I'm prepared to offer solace at a price

Dancing, prancing, black candles burning bright
A mass orated in reverse she thinks will stem the plight

I pledge her soul to Baphomet, Beelzebub and hell
I really know within my heart it will not work out well
Her talent isn't really lost at all her insecurity runs deep
Hеr perfect voice will nеver be the same

Appalling, my calling subverted for some cash
My faith betrayed for money and my beliefs dissolve to ash

Conspiracy is what they see
When in fact it’s sleight of hand and mocking of society
Unaware that all of this is fake

There chanting here there chanting there
They don't really give a fuck at all
They need a little spice to get a thrill in life
Not aware of what you're doing what you're thinking fools

Give them a show, don't let them know
That all this is a waste of time
But as the money flows my confidence grows
I can take them for more down the line
I can't hold back
All I can see, all I can see
No honesty, no honesty
I can't chastise to bolster their ties
I'm not one to chide, I’m the speaker of lies

I promise them that from below the spirits will take flight
To mend her voice to end her pain tonight
I say some prayers take in their stares, make signs above her head
I’ve justified my presence here tonight

Dancing prancing black candles burning bright
The mass orated in reverse she thinks will stay her plight

Conspiracy is what they see when in fact it's sleight of hand
And mocking of society unaware that all of this is fake

And now my work is done the monies paid, my fortune made
And now my work is done the monies paid, foundations laid