Letra de To The Wolves
call the Cruels
join hands
tonight the dark
could probably kill a man
a body's warmth
ecstasy
sweet grass burns
and smells like sex to me

you only said
“I never knew you,
depart from me
you're an unknown”

so Egypt lies
awake in bed
perfurmed with myrrhs and cinnamon
and Christmas passed/past
your dearest friend
who speaks with God
is back again

but didn't I do great things for you?