He calls at me late at night, inviting me into his world of fright
A world filled with ghouls and demons, looking up to him as a beloved leman
He offers me the world and more, just to join him in his castle of gore
I try to look away and stop to care, but when he gets close, its hard not to stare
His face is filled with joy and laughter, imploring me to come to his hereafter
He offers me to be his queen, for the beauty of mine is rarely seen
Just a fool would dismiss such an offer, a world filled with fortune, where gold and diamonds are filled in coffers
I take his hand and follow him to his dark den, where I will spend the rest of my existence without an end.
