Deth Red Moon

Long

Are the twisted vines

Growing and knurled

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

Deth red moon

Going down

Deth red moon

Burning down

And there's no escaping

From this hell it's making

And there's no escaping now

Deth red moon

Going down

Deth red moon

Burning down