Besedila: Gatsby's American Dream. Volcano. Your Only Escape.

Evil has a sweet, sweet scent
Wickedness is fresh and new each time
Do you sense it?
Can you sense the glory in it?
I was just like you
I was the pauper to the demon
And you can have it too
The power and the feeling
It?s in the semen and in the blood
It?s in all of us
Do you wanna live?
Do you wanna live?
Then come with me
Call me demon
Call me friend
Call me anytime
I will sell you out with the slightest doubt
Just like your friends did
If there?s a way in
Then there?s a way out
Of course there is?
If there?s a way in
Then there?s a way out
I?ll let you think that way for now
(Just for now!)
Trust me now
Evil has a sweet, sweet scent
Wickedness is fresh and new each time
Do I make you salivate?
What does the pauper have to say?
(Evil has a sweet, sweet scent)
I didn't find me, you found me
I hope you got what you wanted