At dusk she always disappeared The neighbours had no idea where They only knew what people talked After sin and lust they said she walked For years and years she could keep the secret Before some nosy parishers found out Why she had been shunning light For almost three years Angel de la Barthe - she was a devil's who*e Angel - his offspring to this world she had borne Angel de la Barthe - she was a Satan's tart Angel - her perversions had been fed with blood Into the woods she had wondered Night after night lust she hungered To taste the platin horn she could Do what few women would For two years the monster son With a wolf's head and a devil's tail Had been alive feasting Upon the flesh of babies Angel did you know where all this would lead? From the moment of pa**ion into the fire If only he could come and save you now But he's waiting for your soul to come down and feed his desires