Texty: Marc Bolan. Crimson Moon.
Silence is mocking the dawn of a new day
Devil and daughter are both on their way
The evil of her nature collects in her eyes
With him there?s no fear of the dawn bringing light
Baptized with fire, too wild to be tamed
She?s hot, evil and ready to take any man
Let no one put asunder, the power of the pain
He is the master of hell, riding again
Devil and daughter
Pleasure and pain
Devil and daughter
Is this the end?
A thousand times over, you?ll hear on the wind
In the name of hell, these sinners never sinned
But Satan never listens to the words that they send
Drenching the soul with blood, when will it end
Devil and daughter
He?s got the power, she?s got the pain
Devil and daughter
She?ll break any woman and take any man
Devil and daughter
Hand in hand with the reaper
Devil and daughter are both on their way
The evil of her nature collects in her eyes
With him there?s no fear of the dawn bringing light
Baptized with fire, too wild to be tamed
She?s hot, evil and ready to take any man
Let no one put asunder, the power of the pain
He is the master of hell, riding again
Devil and daughter
Pleasure and pain
Devil and daughter
Is this the end?
A thousand times over, you?ll hear on the wind
In the name of hell, these sinners never sinned
But Satan never listens to the words that they send
Drenching the soul with blood, when will it end
Devil and daughter
He?s got the power, she?s got the pain
Devil and daughter
She?ll break any woman and take any man
Devil and daughter
Hand in hand with the reaper
Marc Bolan