What is this that stands before me?
Figure in black that points at me.
Turn around quick and start to run.
Find out I'm the chosen one.
Big black shape with eyes of fire,
Telling people their desire,
Satan's sitting there, he's smiling,
Watches those flames get higher and higer.
Is this the end my friend?
Satan's come around the bend.
People running 'cause they're scared.
People better go and beware.
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"Black Sabbath" as written by Terence Butler John Osbourne
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