The Guardian - Mr. Do Wrong lyrics

With the setting of the sun Something wicked this way comes Black on black Got a wicked stride Hounds of Hell are by his side Feeding on the lusts of man Shake him off but he's back again Promises and hidden dreams Oh how sweet your poison seems You are the tempter of my soul Do Wrong Mister Do Wrong Don't you whisper in my ear Tryin' to sing your love song I know it's sweet Like honey on my lips But I know who you are d**h is on your fingertips And everything you do is wrong Demons seed by the light of the moon Hell bent...he's on your door Pull an ace...a crazy face Serpent chase...the lion roars Promises that break like gla** Lead you down the crooked path Turn you around Steal your soul without a sound You are the enemy of old One for the money Two for the show Here's something you all gotta know Wrondoers fail The right prevail Darkness crushed by three small nails With the rising of the son The chains of d**h have come undone So ring the bell both loud and deep The lord ain't dead nor does he sleep