The red moon casts its eerie light
Upon a world that sleeps
As the devil's whispers fill the night
And his presence begins to creep
The air grows thick with sin and fear
As shadows twist and turn
The devil's dance is drawing near
And his steps will soon be durned
His eyes, like fiery coals, gleam bright
As he beckons us to join
His dance of darkness, of delight
As we surrender to his rhyme
The red moon watches as we sway
To the devil's haunting tune
Our souls are lost in his display
As we succumb to his seduction's boon.
