(For Your Entertainment by Adam Lambert)

"So hot, out the box. Can we pick up the pace? Turn it up, heat it up. I need to be entertained. Push the limit, are you with it? Baby, don't be afraid.I'ma hurt ya real good, baby."

He looks at me the lights were drawn to me. Oh god. Everyone was looking at me. I push Ciel out of the way. Lucifer smiles at me. 

"Let's go, it's my show. Baby, do what I say. Don't trip off the glitz. That I'm gonna display. I told ya I'ma hold ya down until you're amazed. Give it to ya 'til you're screaming my name." 

He makes his way down the stairs. The crowd parts like the sea. 

"No escaping when I start. Once I'm in, I own your heart. There's no way you'll ring the alarm. So, hold on until it's over."

He grips my cheek hard, blood drips. He moves his hand down and around my shoulders. He circles me. 

"Oh, do you know what you got into? Can you handle what I'm 'bout to do? 'Cause it's about to get rough for you. I'm here for your entertainment. Oh, I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet. You thought an angel swept you off your feet. Well, I'm about to turn up the heat. I'm here for your entertainment."

He pushes me onto the stage hard. Before I can get up, he slams me down with his foot, also hard. I look up at him.

"It's alright, you'll be fine. Baby, I'm in control. Take the pain, take the pleasure. I'm the master of both. Close your eyes, not your mind. Let me into your soul. I'ma work ya 'til your totally blown." 

His hand opens up and claws grow. He shoves them into my chest. I wince. This isn't a great public performance. People were staring at us. 

"No escaping when I start. Once I'm in, I own your heart. There's no way to ring the alarm. So hold on until it's over.'

He rips his hand out. He finally gets off of me. I stand up.

"Oh, do you know what you got into? Can you handle what I'm 'bout to do? 'Cause it's about to get rough for you. I'm here for your entertainment."

He circles me again. He licks the side of my face.

"Oh-oh, for your entertainment. Oh-oh, for your entertainment. Oh-oh, for your entertainment.  I'm here for your entertainment. Oh, do you like what you see? Whoa, let me entertain ya 'til you scream."

He walks back to the band. I grip my chest wound.

"Oh, do you know what you got into? Can you handle what I'm 'bout to do? 'Cause it's about to get rough for you. I'm here for your entertainment. Oh, I bet you thought that I was soft and sweet (bet ya thought). You thought an angel swept you off your feet. Well, I'm about to turn up the heat (turn up the heat). I'm here for your entertainment."