The Wolf
Will Putney, Paul Jason Klein, Joey Southside
I walk the path to tragedy
A worthless heart without empathy
As the sun now sets upon these chains
Colossus rots where once were flames
Rots and rusts in blackened fields
Agony's screamed (at) the gates to hell
I crawl on towards deaths mercy
Kept at arms length, theres no release.
I fall shivering (in) the shadow of the beast
Seven serpents crawl up my legs and smother me
I am a liar to the crown
I dance on the tombs of kings and spit on hallowed ground
Screams burn like fire, but make no sound.
I cower here a prisoner on the shore to the blackest sea
I ask not why the wolf howls
It howls for me
And I see the tide crawl in time with iron bells
Call me back to father in the pits of seven hells.
And I fall
