THE RED MOON MACABRE

Lyrics

In the velvet plush
Where erotica creeps
She-demon weaves
Through your restless deep

Silhouette leathery
Carved from Hell
Her hunger that thrives
Drained in despair

Assassin of the night
A chill where the heart used to burn

Rustle of her leathery wings
The red moon rises
Black smoke clings
Stealthy mechanical lover

Tasting the passion in your veins
The echo of longing remains
Cold cruel silk
In the heat of slumber of death

She's coming , She's coming , She's coming in the night