TOUCH OF EVIL

Satan came to town today and nothing is the same
Blood upon the dungeon walls proclaiming his great name
Stare into his cold black eyes feel his grip of death
His skin is cold his grin is dark he’ll steal away your breath

No one left to watch the store the lights have gone down
Bank is closed the church is dark and not a soul around
Somewhere in the black of night in these very woods
The witching circle holds the truth and nothing’s going good

How many more must die
How many more must cry
Blood and torture the devil wins
He brings a touch of evil

Children laughing in the shed
Are the missing really dead
Satan will protect and serve
The girls of Gilmer, Texas

Has anyone called James York Brown police should see the clues
Kelly WIlson’s not around and some in Shreveport, too
Jury’s in they will indict Satan’s guilt is sure
But soon the children change their minds and find his heart is pure

CHORUS

(A fantastically long outro)