Dance with the Devil

Come dance with the devil,

hear his violin call,

the soulful beauty of its music,

calling one and all.

Coiling round your soul,

with his slender, twisting arms,

teasing and beguiling,

singing his woeful psalms.

He’s taking his curtain call,

as you gently start to weep,

waiting for the darkness,

your soul is his to keep.