Cherry Red and the sun's going under 
And the trip takes a twist and the [bad word] over
Tired eyes but my veins are electric 
Cherry red it was cold bloody murder

Yellow moon and your hound dogs howling 
And the trip takes a twist and the [bad word] over
Yellow moon and your hound dogs howling 
The blood leaves a trail it was cold, cold murder

And it shines in the dark and it howls in the silence 
It shines in the dark and it howls in the silence
And it shines in the dark and it howls in the silence
Howls in the dark and howls in the silence

Cherry Red and the sun's going under
And the trip takes a twist and the [bad word] over
Tired eyes but my veins are electric
Cherry red it was cold, cold murder

And it shines in the dark and it howls in the silence
It shines in the dark and it howls in the silence
And it shines in the dark and it howls in the silence
It shines in the dark and it howls in the silence