Wolf

I keep my eye on the wolf
Drawing in the air
Great glint in the eye
Biting the words
Black blood on the tongue
Lips coiled for the strike

Now you're twisting in the grave
In the word regret

No light in the void
Buried out by the wind
Clutching your grudges
Empty of voice
My stretching grip
Into the flood I slip

Now you're twisting in the grave
In the word regret
As I give in
Ashen hands again
How we drift into the grave
When the word regret
Has been worn out

Just one slip and I'm snared
One slip and you'll scare

Now you're twisting in the grave
In the word regret
As I give in
Ashen hands again
How we drift into the grave
When the word regret
Has been worn out

Eye on the the wolf
I keep my eye on the wolf