Horns Below Her Halo

I think Satan might be a woman
That’s why they call him, Lucif-her
If he isn’t, he must’ve had a daughter
She’s tellin’ me, that we..are in love
She’s a devil in a dress
A wolf in sheep’s clothes
She’s got horns below her halo

She parades like a saint on Sunday morning
But even the devil dwelled in heaven once
She masquerades to keep the people from knowing
She’s as evil is, as evil does
She’s a devil in a dress
A wolf in sheep’s clothes
She’s got horns below her halo

She’s got horns below her halo
Horns below her halo
She’s got horns below her halo
Horns below her halo
She’s got horns below her halo
Horns below her halo

The way she tells it, she’s an angel that fell from grace
And her wings have just been clipped
Truth is, Little-Miss Lies couldn’t fly to begin with
And what you see is exactly what you get
She’s a devil in a dress
A wolf in sheep’s clothes
She’s got horns below her halo

She’s got horns below her halo
Horns below her halo
She’s got horns below her halo
Horns below her halo
She’s got horns below her halo
Horns below her halo