Jigolo Har Megiddo - Ghost, Papa Emeritus II

I am the one who preys on weak

I offer everything they seek

And I am the one who comes richly endowed

Harvesting crops of fields that others have plowed

I am the one, lascivious

I am the son of one below

The progeny of beast of woe

And I am the son who comes into the daughters of men

Destroying all and make them want it again

I am the son, lascivious

He is the one desacralizer

He is the son of the enticer

The all seeing subterranean kaiser

He is the way, he is the way

I am the way

And you invited me to stay

However fair and pure, you crave the wand

You see through me what lies beyond

I am the one, lascivious

I am the one, lascivious

I am the one, lascivious

With magic potion niveous