Nathan Gray
Wolves
In fevered dreams we walked so tall conjuring wrath to end it all
The ground swells with blood and soil from the lamb as the serpent coils
Wine flows from your disciples where deserts ebb and flow in cycles
In shallow graves we stand enlightened fed from the flames as they ignited
We sign in blood we sign our names
This is the word of man before the god of slaves
The wolves have come to feed
On gods, kings, and thieves
Lightning falls earth opens wide swallowing filth below deaf skies
The beast moves through flesh and bone the flames rise to return us home
Wine flows from your disciples where deserts ebb and flow in cycles In shallow graves we stand enlightened fed from the flames as they ignited
We sign in blood we sign our names
This is the word of man before the god of slaves
Teeth gnash apart fear eyes set to reveal
The cleansing fire is hope. The plague has come to heal