Wolves At The Gate

Wild Heart

Wolves At The Gate


Knee deep in the swelling seas without a thought
Or realization of my dying need
I cannot keep out this grim disease
For it has plagued and overtaken all
All our dying breed

Waist deep in the ocean’s sleep
Without a thought or realization of my dying need
(I cannot) can’t keep what I didn’t reap
For I see justice coming swiftly for
For every thought and deed

None had taught
Such wickedness from the start
In deed, in thought, my heart was tearing apart
In vain I fought
Hoping this pain would depart
Still no one could tame this wild heart

Lawless and reckless, my will and my art
“Flawless” I profess, yet wicked in heart
Lawless and reckless, my will and my art
“Flawless” I profess, yet wicked in heart

A liar, a thief is what had marked my soul
Thought lying and stealing would make me feel whole

Neck deep in the water’s grave
Without a thought or realization of my dying need
(I cannot) can’t keep back the coming wave
For I see it coming swiftly for
For which I carry and plead

None had taught
Such wickedness from the start
In deed, in thought
My heart was tearing apart
In vain I fought
Hoping this pain would depart
Still no one could tame this wild heart

The ocean’s deep and thick
My lungs are filling quick
I scream and flail and kick
For my heart is truly sick
I feel the end is near
Choked up by waves of fear
Distant, you seem unclear
Until the savior nears

Cut through the night
My curse and my plight
Blinded by light
Holy in white
My heart didn’t fight
My heart didn’t fight
Crushed by the sight

Shame had taught
Of all my sin in disgrace
In love you sought
To bring me to your embrace
My life was bought
By God in taking my place
For none could show
Such mercy, love and grace
Grace

My heart didn’t fight
My words at a loss
Crushed by the sight
The sight of the cross