Running through the woods
Oh no!
Escaping from its clutches.
No one is safe, it's everywhere
It even got the Duchess.
It's very easy to succumb
Especially out in the slum
Quite fearsome are its touches.

Shaking limbs
Eyesight dims
Stumbling and singing hymns
The Devil's got you
Yes it does
It all starts with a heady buzz.

Down your throat
Feel it burn
Feel your stomach roll and churn.
Eyes roll up
Teeth are bared
Now your judgement is impaired.

What is this devil? You may ask
It sometimes lurks in cellars.
The older the better
Right down to the letter
In madness you can bask.

If you haven't guessed it
I might as well confess it
Wine is the devil
Oh so red
But sometimes white
I should have said.