A wolf sits alone
and howls at the moon
Whilst the mad-dogs of these golden streets
Rabid and barking below
Bellow brazenly at each other
And night owls reluctantly accept
Another night without sleep
Isolated and alone he croons his murdered midnight musings
Walling with passion and rage
Like this wolf has ever been in a cage?
Why lonely wolf even the moon has her stars
And cares not for your vanity.
Why lick that tempting blooded blade
Thats your blood your drinking now
But drink on if you must
A thespian dancing on deaths daggers
And enchanting us with his performance
like a dark shamen
And we stand here his tribe and we howl al the moon
Awoooooo
The jubilant jesters looking at you
with intent and indifference
but wanting to know you
kill this isolation
discover new worlds
accept were all alone
and put to bed
the black dog
that resides in your
soul
and howls at the moon
Whilst the mad-dogs of these golden streets
Rabid and barking below
Bellow brazenly at each other
And night owls reluctantly accept
Another night without sleep
Isolated and alone he croons his murdered midnight musings
Walling with passion and rage
Like this wolf has ever been in a cage?
Why lonely wolf even the moon has her stars
And cares not for your vanity.
Why lick that tempting blooded blade
Thats your blood your drinking now
But drink on if you must
A thespian dancing on deaths daggers
And enchanting us with his performance
like a dark shamen
And we stand here his tribe and we howl al the moon
Awoooooo
The jubilant jesters looking at you
with intent and indifference
but wanting to know you
kill this isolation
discover new worlds
accept were all alone
and put to bed
the black dog
that resides in your
soul
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