Blood
At first you kindle lifeYou place it in a manThis man, he has a heartThat's filled with fire
The man will have a wifeThe wife creates the homeThey multiply and soTheir hearts are filled with fear
The man creates a wallHe arms, defends them allThis fear becomes his fall
"Blood is a bodily fluid in animals thatDelivers necessary substances such asNutrients and oxygen to the cells andTransports metabolic waste productsAway from those same cells"
The color of life and arrow of fear made flowAuburn rivers in the snow dance the deathOf fading peace of mind
Kept awake by the nightOf the twilight’s cold, sad weepsWhat the child of OrionHas sown his cubs will reapThe fire is outAnd there's an ominous silenceBut he can see them in the darkUnder the moon, the shadows find them
Wolf - stares in your eyesBlink first and dieBeauty and fear, of wolves and of people
There's a cave on the hills,In the woods not so far awayNever once had he seen the descentOf majestic gray coming this way
Now he can see those blue eyesBurning through the darkened night"He knows the fur, he used to love her"
Ready or not, there will be blood!Life is a gift you have no lease for anymoreThere will be blood!You will buy our blood with your own bloodYou will buy our blood with your own bloodThe last thing you'll see is a
Wolf - stares in your eyesBlink first and dieBeauty and fear within
Who's more of a beastA king or a priestWhat do you believe?
Wolves or the people things we fearWolves or the peopleWolves fear the fear of the peopleThink, how one fearful man can destroy this world
At first you kindle life, you place it in a manThis man, he has a heart, that's filled with fire
The man will have a wife, the wife creates the homeThey multiply and so, their hearts are filled with fear
Maybe men cannot live when their hearts are notFilled with fire instead of loveFor fear is a powerful thingMaybe only the might andThe power of fear maintains our lifeWe function when it's controlled by denial
The wolf in your eyes blinks first and diesBeauty and fear, the wolves and the people
Those hills have no eyes, but they hear your criesBeauty and fear, the blood, the wolves and the people