| Who are you? |
| What is your name?
|
| You wish to leave; |
| yet you’ll remain
|
| This night we play a most dangerous game
|
| There is both rhyme and reason
|
| And passion in my crimes
|
| My name is Haddo, indeed the pleasure’s mine
|
| And I have come, to take what’s mine
|
| To possess this house, and all inside
|
| Thoughts of the grave — drive them from your mind
|
| You’ll find your will is leaving, your life is now quite mine
|
| Tonight, my dear, you’ll be the devil’s bride
|
| Crimson-altar concubine
|
| My name is Haddo and my will remains
|
| To see this world away
|
| Before another day
|
| Beyond this world, we soon shall see
|
| All that I’ve wrought with devilry
|
| Yet what we call will not come willingly
|
| Things of another season
|
| Truths of another time
|
| Tonight, my dear, you’ll be the devil’s bride
|
| Crimson-altar concubine |