Lyrics:
real - but in the Heart of the Hearts the Face is real. The dead die abroad, the crows fly, the wolves fly, and four poorly painted cardboard horsemen
I've been drinking
With wolves dressed up as sheep
They've been killing
Injured creatures in their sleep
Get some feelings
That truly bothers me
I
black heart queen
Forgot everything he was
For the taste of her skin
His nights no longer lonely
Once he let her in
And by the orchestra of wolves
Sought salvation in a TV set
Unemployed full of regret
All you need is $19.95
And you can be as one with God, you can learn to feel alive
Be saved by
Conciliation breeds a fourth amendment funeral
With the paranoid seduced by circumstance
The sycophants withdrawing even further
When
the order of divine
Hunted by goblins no Gandalf to help
With swords in the night
Oh the last part of the game
Decision of death and life
Blood for
Same old song going round and around
Its not where I'm at
Its just where I have found myself
Still the sounds keep the wolves from the door
This
self-betrayal
My force is my own preservation
My destiny mine to control
I don't live my life to be judged by anyone
Surviving intact is
a traitor in our midst
And when we rise we will be betrayed
They are the wolves in sheep's clothing
Take the place at the back of the fold
All this talk
Enter the infernal corridors of the unlight,
walking through the path haunted by ghouls and wolves.
Rising from the dead and crushing their tombs,
'em fall, let 'em set me free
I went dreaming and I saw your face
And in that moment, I was touched by grace
And all alone now, I hear the wolves howl
Doorway in sight
Not a second too late
Into the night
Siren, spot light
Wailing wolves at the gate
Into the night
Mad dog patrol
Roaming
or three tribes
Raised up with lions and cheetahs
Fightin for freedom, in the wild kingdom
Tarzan got captured by the rapture
Ran up in his hut like nigga
We came down by the factory
industrial yards where my father did work
When I was a boy, I went too far
I lost the thread in the darkest of space
the chunks of your bones that haven't been blown away
Are indistinguishable from the other pieces from animal bones
Brought there by coyotes, vultures,
by fathers you never knew
No more quests
No more feelings
Time to shut the door
Just-no more
Running away-let's do it
Free from the ties that
seems that fate just wants to pass me by
Same old story, heard it all before
Keep it spinning like a carousel
Strange how history repeats itself
now
Moon cycles revisited, womb fruit of the sun
Full moon of occasions wave the wolves where they run
And they run towards the light casting love
A violet night kept you alive
But you never had the will to stay here
I was possessed by your eyes
But you fell asleep most of the time
So I learned
soul
Trust to rake you out
How new nouveau
Your essence still will be still
A witch will code your rights; he'll have it by morning
I'mma show you
to slither, wolves, monkeys, gorillas
Veterans and beginners, righteous people and sinners
Gamblers, losers and winners, ice grillers and grinners
Hope you all
to build an arm,
Just to watch them burn.
You want to watch them burn.
You can't trust this.
Suffocated by the air that you need
Never leaving
bringing
With it the pain and disarray
The colors started to fade turning into
A grey shadow of yesterday
Look to the left and right
Attack by day
House in the country by a witch's stream
Where the clouds meet the mountains in an endless dream
Come little rider let your dress fall back
Into
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