Текст: Black Sabbath. The Devil You Know. Bible Black.

At last alone his fire's dying, burned another day
Now to pretend and make up an ending, somewhere far away

He reached for a book all bound in leather
Something that he knows he's never read
And the first page says beware you've found the answer
The next one says I wish that you were dead
Don't go on, put it back, you're reading from the