Testo Wolves

In fevered dreams we walked so tall

conjuring wrath to end it all

The ground swells with blood and soil

from the lamb as the serpent coils

Wine flows from your disciples

where deserts ebb and flow in cycles

In shallow graves we stand enlightened

fed from the flames as they ignited


We sign in blood we sign our names

This is the word of man

before the god of slaves
The wolves have come to feed


On gods kings and thieves

Lightning falls earth opens wide

swallowing filth below deaf skies

The beast moves through flesh and bone

the flames rise to return us home


Wine flows from your disciples

where deserts ebb and flow in cycles

In shallow graves we stand enlightened

fed from the flames as they ignited


We sign in blood we sign our names

This is the word of man

before the god of slaves

Teeth gnash apart fear

eyes set to reveal

The cleansing fire is hope

the plague has come to heal