Lyrics:
on our front porch.
So i just don’t understand how you could
Join the wolves when they were out for my blood.
It’s the worst part in this whole story
seen the lowest I'm bout to go high high
This game's the loneliest so I don't stand by
One moon too many wolves bitch I stay fly
Persian Boy out the blue
Ah can you feel it coming
As the latest dirt is smeared across your face
By all the mouths of contention
Claim to free and show us the way
Oh I
show us how
Twitch my tongue
Shove it up
Crooked bones?
Man it up, death by wolves!
Twitch my tongue
Have it all
Crooked bones?
Man it up!
They
I don't have a problem with a little bit of chaos
I was raised by wolves
If you stare it down long enough
it'll make the right amount of sense
Me and cuz rarely speak/
He did some foul shit when my mama daddy died I won’t repeat/
One thing about wolves, if you make us bare our teeth/
Betta be
Forget that idea though
Condemned by the wicked
Just for being different
To those who conform
To society's norm
Crawling through smoke and the ashes
wolves and vultures..
out on these streets
And you my gentle dove, you represent peace
This is what makes me go mental, go nuts, go loco, go crazy
Can I
bloodred kiss of death
As the angels singing echos in the torpid sphere of dark
Awaiting in the shadows
Wolves running by my side
Damnation reach the beauty
By sharing what's divine
You don't become an angel
The devil's got many faces
All looking into mine
A man among the beasts
A sheep among
captured his Sullen Spirit
He still Lay there in his Dominion of Dreams
His Wings was Covered by Snow
Deep in his Soul - The Wind Blew
By the riddle
Bloodhound hound dogs with sturdy teeth
The apex predator
Wolves huntin' a herd of sheep
Revolutionary philosopher with
Superb mystique
Curriculum of a college
Maleficium, bleak visions, I have cast upon your souls
For a glimpse of your tomorrows all your final bells will toll
Auspicium, divinations, by fire
If I could play back every moment to you now
Spent lovesick and swollen on
Mornings mincing garlic on the counter by the sink
If I could hit
changed
Compulsion rules
Mary's little lambs
Are now raised by wolves
A voyeur with wings
Flashes a cure
She knows forbidden things
They have a lovely lure
Creature of the night, hear them cry
As the wolves howls to the night
The ruins glows in the dark
To the twilightland arrive
I sailed the darkened
You threw your web right down on me
You suck my blood just to live
You're the black princess in the garden of grief
Eating me piece by piece
die, but it takes someone truly special to go out
In what I'd call a spectacular kind of way
Ripped apart by sharks, torn to bits by wolves
Tortured
lives
We degenerate by our own hands.
Dystopia
Shackled in life
Dystopia
Follows the light
The sphere of embers
The fields of pain.
And I proudly stand
by
Like a lazy butterfly
And I thought of you
Oh, what will I do
If you never come true?
What will I do?
Grew out out of a cloud
Like
under by the day's tight undertow
A thick accumulation of boredom and fear
On a raft made out of rotten sticks
Caught on a sea of bad risks
Catch it soon,
the slime-flecked jewelled halls,
Enshrined in ice and witches' spells,
And silence falls on the marble walls.
By the eldritch glow of black moonfire,
sea
And driven by the wind
The waves we must defeat
The voice we can here is the old northern call
Still guiding us on our course
This song in
this below the sky
To not to hurt her son
To not to let him die
Balder stood there encircled by gods
Thrown with stones, spears and hit
With sword
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