I wish my number could be roman
Id write a symbol on my right hand
I wish my feet were cloven
Left my left hand doused in fire
Chained to my chair is a woman yeah
Her leafy tail bearing me the grape wine
Chained to my chair is a man
Made his tail burn with my fire
He sits so quiet
On his infernal throne
Wants you to try it
Wants you to feel alone
Dont you know you need him
He needs you too
But do you really want him
Cause he wants you
The goat has spoken
I wish my number could be roman
Dont you know you need him
He needs you too
But do you really want him
Cause he wants you
I wish my number