A Dance with Devils

Do you dance with the devils in the marsh, my love?
Do you dance with the devils in the marsh?
Do you dance in the rays of silken light
from a weeping moon on a hallowed night?
Do your steps on shallow pools alight?
Do the devils dance with you?

I laugh with the devils
play with the devils
sing with the devils, love.
And dance with the devils
in the cover of night
with only the stars above.

Do you sing in the reeds of the marsh, my love?
Do you sing in the reeds of the marsh?
Do you sing of where young lovers meet
of passion spent in fields of wheat?
Do you still yet sing so honey sweet?
Do the devils sing with you?

I laugh with the devils
play with the devils
dance  with the devils, love.
And sing with the devils
in the cover of night
with only the stars above.

Do you play in the trees of the marsh, my love?
Do you play in the trees of the marsh?
Do you play in their whispery soft embrace
as leafen hands caress your face?
Do you find your joy in such a place?
Do the devils play with you?

I laugh with the devils
sing with the devils
dance with the devils, love.
And play with the devils
in the cover of night
with only the stars above.

Do you laugh in the stillness of the marsh, my love?
Do you laugh in the stillness of the marsh?
Do you laugh in the darkly thickened air
whose poisoned depths would so ensnare?
Do you still laugh freely without care?
Do the devils laugh with you?

I play with the devils
sing with the devils
dance with the devils, love.
And laugh with the devils
in the cover of night
with only the stars above.

Do you dance with the devils in the marsh my love?
Do you dance with the devils in the marsh?

I dance with the devils in the marsh, my love.
I dance with the devils in the marsh.
I play and laugh and sing with the devils.
I dance with the devils in the marsh.