Witching hour, black moon tugging* So silent here, so cold Red haired witch, I can smell your grave Down there, hidden in the soil Cold, cold daemon soil I want to lick your skin Caress your flesh and drink your blood I want to eat your heart Unearthed demoness, Black Moon Ravenous beauty in deadwhite moonlight Bestial lust, daemon soul Did they k** you again? Witching hour, black moon tugging I want to taste your skin Caress your flesh and drink your blood Feast on your heart and eat your soul To tend your flame, to make you mine Old, vile daemon soul Life alone was cold