Bound By The Moon

Brothers and sisters
The Lord's taking his own sweet time
Without rhyme or reason
The failure is not thineLike wolves to a virgin
The intention is made clear
At war with ourselves
At war with the oddsAt odds with the fear
Hard time will bring you way, way down
And all of this running
It's gonna be the death of meWhen they ask you about this
Tell them I was running in the company of wolves
It's the company we keep, brotherhood
Bound by the moon, by the moonWent to the well
But the goddamn thing was dry today
I spent all of my life
Running from suicideIs it the fucking fool
That keeps on chasing the dream?
Got a dream that cannot fail
So proudly we hailWhen they ask you about this
Tell them I was running in the company of wolves
It's the company we keep, brotherhood
Bound by the moon, by the moonAnd we shall roam
And the wolf fucking fucked her
Lay as she lay bleeding on the moors
Bleeding on the moorsRunning in the company of wolves
It's the company we keep, brotherhood
Bound by the moonBrotherhood of wolves