When the evening is nigh And the red doves wrath Foul deeds are afoot on the haunted path Lady in dark arise To enthrall and ensnare Deep within the twisted woods Confront her if you dare This is not my first mistress of the night Down the long hells trip it is such the fright Following my instincts, I will not be mourned The temptress of my spirit My soul is beaten ripped and torn This is not a dream I cannot help myself The animal in me I am drawn to her Following my instincts, I will not be mourned The temptress of my spirit My soul is ripped and torn