I've been told there is a power in the blood
Is it enough to carry me back from where I am to where I was?
And I hope there is some power in my blood
I've been told that all these ties would surely bind
'Cause I'm hanging at the end of my own line
And I hope that all these ties will surely bind
When, oh when, will I be changed?
When, oh when, will I be changed?
From this devil that I am
When, oh when, will I be changed?
I've been told I'll find some truth down in my bones
I can't even seem to find my own road home
And I hope there is some truth down in my bones
When, oh when, will I be changed?
When, oh when, will I be changed?
From this devil that I am
When, oh when, will I be changed?
And I hope that in this green and peacefulness
Even a poor serpent needs a place to rest
For a while as he's waiting to be changed
When, oh when, will I be changed?
When, oh when, will I be changed?
From this devil that I am
When, oh when, will I be changed?
When, oh when, will I be changed?
When, oh when, will I be changed?