Satin for Satan

I know I was lost and that's
when you struck
we were laying down
in the back of your truck
Watching the black moon rise
You took me to your cabin
Ripped my clothes leaving me
Down to just lace and satin
After you were done
We went outside again
You with a beer
Me with just a bit of fear
We sat on the folded down gate
and you told me to look for
the brightest falling star
Telling me that's the only way
to your fucking dark heart
I went back inside and put on your red checkered flannel
while your face appeared as a most wanted on the news channel