Comes to all the sleeping homes
He breaks the night and lifts their drones
Demon comes but must be called.
The demon calls to me at length
The demon has no other strength
Except to end the stretching thighs
For those who's fate it is to die.
The demon has but one mistake
He lingers where he should not stay
He should not stay but rather go
Demon has no soul.
The demon has no soul of such
His breath as cold as winter's touch
His hair the blackest of the night
Demon offers up his bite.
The demon lives not life we know
He lives but is the never-born
His eyes are of the blackest coal
Demon has no soul.
Many are the demon's face
And many are the forms he takes
Beware that you don't pleasure one
Demon comes to anyone.