The Wolf Is Loose Songtext
von Mastodon

The hero of the gods
The crossing of the threshold
The belly of the whale
Refusal of return

Hollow eyes
Dry pale legs
Howling on
Through fields and graves

Language of the signs
Symbols to our sight
Guardian to thy throne
Take on form

Daylight
Hide the skin
Cut it off
Scatter ash in the wind


Shapeshifter rolling on winds of tyrant′s make
Fierce lore of fanged horn, danger all the way
Night's sea reflection, the faces of bodies slain
Return to the form of natural human′s fate

Grown from the cold
Spirits unclean
Dealer of the days
The ice will thaw

As the soldier walks through the crimson side
Researchers of aftermath
Dispelling disarming man
One-toed horses the subject of Genesis
And the immigrants
Fundamental side of a human mind
Hulder folk and fairies
So believe

The hero of the gods
The crossing of the threshold
The belly of the whale
Refusal of return