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