Wolf Confessor Songtext
von Buried Beds
Wolf Confessor Songtext
On through the fog now, down to the shallow river bed-
My paws they ache and I, I′ll wash this fever from my head.
Foul beast, he tricked me now. No more a hunger in his gut-
My deeds have filled the mouth, that conned these open eyes to shut.
Oh no you never do me any favors, just draw me a line.
Along the mountain side, I came across a lonely sheep.
"Your jaws should open wide, my bones would surely break your teeth"
And I listened to her word as she threw me from the rocky ledge,
Down to the valley below, her faith that I was surely dead...
Oh no you never do me any favors, just draw me a line.
But still you say, "Look among the stars child, look into the water."
I once believed that there was good in the world.
Reason could get you anything you deserved. Now, I don't know.
So I learned my lesson there, and made my way back into town
To eat my fill of the dead, and to live my life without a sound.
But under watchful eye, I felt a danger slowly creep.
A silence haunts me now as the hunter surely draws his bead.
Oh no you never do me any favors, just draw me a line.
But still you say...
My paws they ache and I, I′ll wash this fever from my head.
Foul beast, he tricked me now. No more a hunger in his gut-
My deeds have filled the mouth, that conned these open eyes to shut.
Oh no you never do me any favors, just draw me a line.
Along the mountain side, I came across a lonely sheep.
"Your jaws should open wide, my bones would surely break your teeth"
And I listened to her word as she threw me from the rocky ledge,
Down to the valley below, her faith that I was surely dead...
Oh no you never do me any favors, just draw me a line.
But still you say, "Look among the stars child, look into the water."
I once believed that there was good in the world.
Reason could get you anything you deserved. Now, I don't know.
So I learned my lesson there, and made my way back into town
To eat my fill of the dead, and to live my life without a sound.
But under watchful eye, I felt a danger slowly creep.
A silence haunts me now as the hunter surely draws his bead.
Oh no you never do me any favors, just draw me a line.
But still you say...
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