Left To The Wolves

Bellowing Mountains Of Fog And Smoke

Left To The Wolves


These mountains bring me peace
An isolation that soothes my savage soul

She was the light, I failed to know
Born to a world, where no words are cast into stone

These hands crush and kill
Just as my mouth spews hollow words
Cursed with my human nature
Failure unfading in me
I bear this beast
It never falters
It plagues me with its foul desires

She now comes to end all life
To bring a gift of painlessness
This fate that I cannot escape
For it is tied to her cold embrace

These mountains bring me peace
These mountains bring me peace
An isolation that soothes my savage soul
An isolation that soothes my savage soul

May she guide me to forgotten peace
Shades of scarlet release my tattered soul
As I kiss the sky with my eyes
The strings of life are cut

Death has freed my imprisoned soul
Restlessness now fades