"Gather round gather round
The Gaylord wizard parade is about to begin!"
Here he comes now!
There's a party underground
Drinking all around
A party with the souls
From the lost and found
Dancing on the tables
Ringing of the bells
It's a rock-n-roll show
At the gates of hell
All the folks are gathered
In a filed line
Dressed in white satin
With their license signed
Come on down and see
Ethereal heresy
A show that lasts forever
Regardless of weather
And off to the side of this wild ride
A young man asks me, why...
Have you met, Baphomet?
He's a wonderful guy
Tall dark and handsome
With some shiny blue eyes
Tutelary of Geworfenheit
A king without a thrown
Have you met, Baphomet?
He's a swell old guy
Enamored in glamour
Oh he's one of a kind
Emissary star satellite
Serpent littoral zone
Have you met, Baphomet?
He's a terrible guy!
All of us in one
He is evil combined
Have you met, Baphomet?
Should I make the deal?
Should you make the deal?
He smokes his life by the fence
And flies with his sixth sense
His jokes get all the smiles
Fashion always in style
Don't believe all he says
Or you'll be better off dead
But ain't that Rock
Ain't that Roll
Hell No...