Devils Dance in the Moonlight

Trees tremble, the earth does quake;
triumphant devils saunter awake.

Rays of moon spotlight their dance,
red eyes of evil, a hypnotic trance.

Humans, their toys for night’s play,
dance of success before the coming day.

Their voices raspy, raw, and shrill,
chant the psalm of the demonic thrill:

"Rape, murder, steal, and lie
mortals will their god defy.
Their sin is our ghastly fun;
our work here tonight is done."

Disfigured feet stamp staccato beat,
each fallen soul a prized defeat.

Spineless movements gyrating in time,
rhythm of darkness eerily sublime.

Celebrate victory easily taken,
moral destruction, our world shaken.

Moon descends, sun's daylight near,
whispering echoes the song in our ear:

"Rape, murder, steal, and lie
mortals will their god defy.
Their sin is our ghastly fun;
our work here tonight is done."