(Tatler, Harris) Originally recorded by Diamond Head in 1980
Now I see his face, I see his smile Such a lonely place, no golden smile Eyes tell of morbid tales of his black heart His deeds through ages past tell of his part
See his face, see his smile Time to die
Angel from below, change my dreams I want for glory`s hour, for wealth`s esteem I wish to sell my soul, to be reborn I wish for earthly riches, don`t want no crown of thorns
See his face, see his smile Time to die
I was born a fool, don`t want to stay that way Devil take my soul, with diamonds you repay I don`t care for heaven, so don`t you look for me to cry And I will burn in hell, from the day I die
See his face, see his smile Time to die
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