The Devils Moon

In my darkest fears, I hear the bats crawling on the ceiling

They are screeching and breathing, I feel the devils moon

Getting ever so close, and I shut the curtains of my window

I feel a cold and breezy feeling, it is the night of his calling

It is the Dracula of the night, the one who bares no fear

I must not go to sleep for the black devil will take me, as he disappears

For the shadow on the wall will tell me, when he arrives I will feel his touch

I will want to long for his thrust, into my loins and feel his body against mine

And we will climb onto the castle tops of eternity, immortal and of no shame

For he is the devil of the moon, and I am his mistress, wild and filled with furry

Take me and lust for my beacon call into my womb, and try to tame

The Devils moon will rape the night away