What is this that stands before me Figure in black which points at me Turn 'round quick and start to run Find out I'm the chosen one Oh no Big black shape with eyes of fire Telling people their desire Satan sitting there he's smiling Watches those flame get higher and higher Oh God--please help me Oh no--no Child cries out for it's mother Mother screaming in the fire Satan points at me again Opens the door to push me in Oh no Oh God Is it the end my friend Satan's coming 'round the bend People running 'cause they're scared You people better go and beware No no Please God--no