To Speak of Wolves
You Should Have Locked Your Doors Days Ago
Only He knows we eat and drinkAs if tomorrow is a breath awayVoice of this generationSpeaks with great forceWe scream for the hour to (arrive)We will never know when You will showThe moment of defeatLike we never knew when You would choose to gather all your sheepOnly he knows we beg to be dividedWhen two become oneOne left in the field, one left at the millWe devour this opportunityTo give penanceTo spread the light of truthAs we fall asleep, the Shepherd divides his sheepThe thief will arriveYour key in his pocketHe robs you blind
From Letras Mania