little red little red, 

why are you not in bed?

little red little red,

your momma's gonna have your head!

little red little red,

why your eyes glow like tonight's full moon?

little red little red,

are we leaving soon?

little red little red.

why your lips are red as blood,

little red, little red,

why your feet so stained in mud

little red little red,

where have you been

little red little red,

why do you smell of sin...

then she answered,

little red little red,

you call for her but she's long dead

shes all gone and I'm all grown,

I'm crimson now, the bloody woods are my home. 

but you talk too much, now reap what you've sown.

you'll lie 6 ft under, your sweet blood my own.

little red little red.

you question her, your good as dead