The Demon comes but must be called

Comes to all the sleeping homes

He breaks the night and lifts their drones

Demon comes but must be called The Demon calls to me at length

Demon has no other strength

Except to end the stretching thighs

For those whose fate it is to die The Demon has but one mistake

He lingers where he should not stay

He should not stay but rather go

Demon has no soul The Demon has no soul of such

His breath is cold as winter's touch

His hair, the blackness of the night

Demon offers up his bite The Demon is not life, we know

He lives but is the never-born

His eyes are of the blackest coal

Demon has no soul Many are the Demon's face

And many are the forms he takes

Beware that you don't pleasure one

The Demon comes to anyone