His smile fresh as spring as towards him he draws you | His Tongue sharp and silvery, as he implores you
Your wishes he grants as he swears to adore you | Gold, silver, jewels he lays riches before you
Dues need be repaid and he will come for you | All to collect no smile to console you
He'll snare you in bonds eyes glowin' afire | To gore and torment you 'til the stars expire