Divine Wind lyrics

Blood of bat, tail of newt

Wing of metal, bone of steel

Vial of health, flask of pain

Staff of life or poison rain

If he really thinks we're the devil

Then let's send him to hell

Fast food, fast cars

Fast women, movie stars

Time of trouble, time of trial

Turn to Memphis, pray awhile

If he really thinks we're the devil

Then let's send him to hell

Anxious mothers, bums in the street

Jackals in waistcoats, men in sheets

Purple mountains, waves of grain

Grace of God, thy will be done

If he really thinks we're the devil

Then let's send him to hell

• Artist:Blue Öyster Cult
• Album:Cultösaurus Erectus (1980)