Howling

Someone said to me
"You don’t have to go on
Living with a fiend"
I told them they were wrong
I waited for the leaves
To turn the color of song
You couldn’t wait for me
Couldn’t have waited for long

It seems that you had
A thing for the moon
When I saw you last
You tore up the room
Your words were like wolves
Gnawing at wounds
We left it at that

This thing you gave to me
A sickness shaped like a bond
I can’t help feel the need
To chase you now that you’re gone
'Cause blood is sickly sweet
A howling deep from the maw
I’m waiting patiently
I know that's probably wrong

It seems that I've gained
A tastе for abuse
I know that it’s pain
Warm to the tooth
The mеmory’s like howls
A stain on the rune
I’ll leave it at that