3. Wolves (5:56)
Leaves of vellum, painted with convictions.
Of nephilim, we have become.
Hubris in every decision.
The wolves, feed on the meek.
Strings pull, the future bleak.
As fools, of avarice we reek.
To wolves, we are but meat.
The wolves, pray on the weak.
As fools, solace we seek.
The wolves, we shall now meet.
The wolves, we shall now meet.
Pillars of Heracles crumble to the ground.
Atlantean dreams, three kings of a crown, never to be found.
The wolves, feed on the meek.
Strings pull, the future bleak.
As fools, of avarice we reek.
To wolves, we are but meat.
The wolves, pray on the weak.
As fools, solace we seek.
The wolves, we shall now meet.
The wolves, we shall now meet.
I see fires burning in the sky.
I sit and watch the whole world die.
Twisted is the line we tow.
We shall reap what we sow.
Generations, of guilt.
A testament to our wrath.
A testament to our past.
This testament will be our last.
The wolves, feed on the meek.
Strings pull, the future bleak.
As fools, of avarice we reek.
To wolves, we are but meat.
The wolves, pray on the weak.
As fools, solace we seek.
The wolves, we shall now meet.
The wolves, we shall now meet.
I see fires burning in the sky.
I sit and watch the whole world die.
Twisted is the line we tow.
We shall reap what we sow.
Of nephilim, we have become.
Hubris in every decision.
The wolves, feed on the meek.
Strings pull, the future bleak.
As fools, of avarice we reek.
To wolves, we are but meat.
The wolves, pray on the weak.
As fools, solace we seek.
The wolves, we shall now meet.
The wolves, we shall now meet.
Pillars of Heracles crumble to the ground.
Atlantean dreams, three kings of a crown, never to be found.
The wolves, feed on the meek.
Strings pull, the future bleak.
As fools, of avarice we reek.
To wolves, we are but meat.
The wolves, pray on the weak.
As fools, solace we seek.
The wolves, we shall now meet.
The wolves, we shall now meet.
I see fires burning in the sky.
I sit and watch the whole world die.
Twisted is the line we tow.
We shall reap what we sow.
Generations, of guilt.
A testament to our wrath.
A testament to our past.
This testament will be our last.
The wolves, feed on the meek.
Strings pull, the future bleak.
As fools, of avarice we reek.
To wolves, we are but meat.
The wolves, pray on the weak.
As fools, solace we seek.
The wolves, we shall now meet.
The wolves, we shall now meet.
I see fires burning in the sky.
I sit and watch the whole world die.
Twisted is the line we tow.
We shall reap what we sow.
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