[inaudible line]   Holding up last night   Tearing things apart   He giggles with delight   [something] temptation   [something] out tonight      You can work your incantation   With garlic at your door   Or hide until tomorrow   It hasn't worked before   When his love is known   It turns to stone      This creature goes out hunting   And feeling that he prowls   Makes a jungle cat afraid to pounce   The wolf afraid to howl   When the [? ] becomes his victim   And prayer becomes his prey   Well that's his way      You can work your incantation   With garlic at your door   Or hide until tomorrow   It hasn't worked before   When his love is known   It turns to stone      He puts upon the canvas   Visions in his head   With a pressure razor-fine   He paints until I'm bled   When the moment's captured   By his artistic eye   He lets it die      You can work your incantation   With garlic at your door   Or hide until tomorrow   It hasn't worked before   When his love is known   It turns to stone      And he can't be lonely   Time comes away   He has my own identity   Or so he does say   Only once the fast have weakened   Since statue I was free   He let it be      The demon all but vanquished   He's finally rid of him   But still I couldn't touch you   And it frightened me no end   And when at last you'd come   The beast raged on      You can work your incantation   With garlic at your door   Or hide until tomorrow   It hasn't worked before   When his love is known   It turns to stone      And when his love is known...   It turns to stone