The fire roared, the drums began, The floor was brimstone, red and tan. Goat horns raised and tails did swing, And I — the fool — began to sing. They stomped in smoke, they howled and laughed, With every spin, a soul was halved. Their claws clacked loud, the viols screamed, This hellish waltz was worse than dreamed! Dance, dance, around the flame! Call the devils, chant my name! Hooves on stone and eyes that gleam, Sin’s a joke and death’s a dream! Dance, dance, your soul is damned— Welcome to the Devil’s band! They poured hot wine in golden skulls, They kissed with teeth and cursed in lulls. Their laughter cracked the burning tiles, As I kept playing through their trials. "Left foot scorched, right foot burns, Spin the sinner, watch him turn. Blood in cups and ash for bread, Dance until your heart is dead." My hands are raw, my strings are fire, They crown me with their crude desire. A jester now, with death as mask, Condemned to play, a cursed task. Dance, dance, you beasts of flame! Mock the cross and spit the name! Twirl your sins in devil’s grace, Grin with blood upon your face! Dance, dance, there is no end— The fire’s your only friend!