Read me from the Maker's tome
And embrace the dark of night,
As a tiresome and listless drone
Becomes an awful fright.
Creatures of the haunted gallows,
Take up your duty's call.
All ghastly ghouls and fiendish fellows,
Obey the endless drawl.
Weeping widows hold your hearts
And wanton man beware:
Your sinful plans will come apart
Out on the Devil's stair.