I’ve come to harvest
Some real souls
Demons and angels alike
Not the soulless folk
Are you afraid
Unless you obey
You are next
Your lives – open books
I don’t even have to know you
I’m all the demons
And the archangels
For I’m all their Mother
I’ve come to collect
Your delights are over
Your souls are mine
The time to harvest
Unless you obey
You’re the next in line
You better obey
Who is in control