Deth Red Moon - Danzig

Long are the twisted vines

Growing and gnarled inside

Look and you’ll find

That they never die

Long are the twisted vines

Deth red moon

Going down

Deth red moon

Burning down

Cold is the wailing night

Gone are the tranquil skies

Look 'round you’ll see

All the longing eyes

Cold is the wailing night

And there’s no escaping

From this hell it’s making

And there’s no escaping

Now