Pay to Play - Sator

It may have been that restless fullmoon

In the early months of May

When at night that air gets hot

Nocturnal voices call on you to play

Lazarus drove a golden Cadillac

Scorned black by rust and dust

He once said he was a religious man

But that I’m sure was lust

Listen to the still of night

It calls out your weakness

So choose wise, your prophets

'Cause if you play you pay

If you play you pay

If you play you pay

If you play you pay

If you play you pay

It may have been, that tortured black June

When evil came to say

When I’m right, you’ll feel my heat

Destiny will pave your way

Lazarus drove a golden Cadillac

Scorned black by rust and dust

He once said he was a religious man

But that I’m sure was lust

Listen to the still of night

It calls out your weakness

So choose wise, your prophets

'Cause if you play you pay

If you play you pay

If you play you pay

If you play you pay

If you play you pay

If you play you pay

If you play you pay

If you play you pay

If you play you pay