The Devil's Steed

Turn your face to the wall
You no longer wish to see
Stroke a hair trigger
You’re now the devil’s steed
Descend into Aqua Morta
You no longer wish to be Gulp down tears of the siren
You’re now the devil’s steed
You climbed the high tower
But now it’s time to leave
Become a leaf in autumn
You’re now the devil’s steed
The hangman and the doctor
On both, disease did feed
They both treat themselves
And are now the devil’s steed