It is Sunday morning, well, just before dawn
A little girl is dancing on the mansion lawn
She calls out a name, Dagon of the sea
I'm here from the darkest deep
And hear my name
Down by the lake, there's the shadow of grief
Dancing hand in hand with the devil
Watching from the bridge, the one near by the lake
Why sister Margaret? No need to hate
Yes, we all know, that you're serving the cross
This time my dear
Well, you've lost
Down by the lake, there's the shadow of grief
Dancing hand in hand with the devil
And the nun has been seen
I want your cross
Now come and play
Sister Margaret
Full of pride, the nun won't give in
She comes down alone
Scared as hell, the little girl is screaming
When sister Margaret disappears in the lake
Down by the lake, there's the shadow of happiness
Dancing hand in hand with the devil