The morning slowly came, my life about to end

Then the wind would change, all but one had left

The angelic wolf had stayed, without a word she said

Follow me, follow the wolf

And so I followed the wolf, up the wooded mountain side

Close to the top... she suddenly stopped

Sun to the east, man and beast

Just two silhouettes... in a landscape never to forget

Like dark decaying teeth, I saw the village beneath

A few and distant roads all leading away from here

Nobody in the streets... decay

I must follow the wolf again, I must follow her till the end

The end





The wolf had turned around, facing higher ground

And there it was... the house of god

In awe I looked as time had stopped

Follow me

I had never seen a church like this before

"this place is terrible" inscribed above the door

Like dark decaying teeth, I saw the church within

A few distant thoughts, inviting me in to sin

Nobody in the church... decay

Shrouded in a gloomy light, as if my final night

I wonder if God was ever here

Or did he turn away in fear, did he turn away in fear?