O Demon trap, O Demon trap

How are thy Star so Ready!

O Demon trap, O Demon trap,

How are thy circle so Ready!

Not only in the summertime,

But even in winter is thy prime.

O Demon trap, O Demon trap,

How are thy I'm so Ready!

O Bobby Singer, O Bobby Singer,

Much Information doth thou bring me!

O Bobby Singer, O Bobby Singer,

Much Information doth thou bring me!

For every year the Demons run,

Brings to us all both Missouri and Sadness.

O king of hell, O king of hell,

Much Work doth thou bring me!

O Riches man, O Riches man,

Thy Soul shine out brightly!

O Riches man, O Castiel,

hy candles shine out brightly!

Each bough doth hold its tiny light,

That makes each toy to sparkle bright.

O Sammy, O Gabriel,

Thy Souls shine out brightly!