Out in the hood of the dark
I took her hand in mind
Deep in the cover of night
We gather and drink wine
Hold out your hand, sacred dear
And I will treat you right
Your pretty face is safe with me
I will give you tones, so blight
Pretty little thing
Pretty little thing
Down in the drecks of the hall
It's me looming around
All that I need is my eyes
To lure you into my arms
Hold out hand, sacred dear
And I will treat you right
Your pretty face is safe with me
I will give you tones, so blight
Pretty little thing
Pretty little thing
Pretty little thing
Pretty little thing
Pretty little thing
Pretty little thing
