The moon hangs high In the midnight sky.
The frogs croak, the swampland choked by another deathly cry.
The rougarou has a job to do.
And tonight he's coming for you.
He sighs as he whispers sweet lullabies.
And you fell under the spell of his red demon eyes.
The rougarou does what he's got to do.
Even if that means killing you.
He promises away the pain
As long as you stay.
And you said goodbye.
You were swept away by his lies.
The rougarou is amazed by you.
And you smell pretty good too.
His wolf smile will pacify,
By and by.
And the beast will feast and youll let him hold you as you die.
The rougarou has gotten you.
There's nothing you can do.
At his feet you will weep, and in his throne he will reap.
The rougarou loves you.
And it'll be the death of him too.