Wolf Moon - Dool

The Trees I know

Their names I forgot

The leaves whisper to my heart

I recollect the memories

That we built up

You bore a lifeless child

I buried mine

The River ran a deep red

We cast our Daggers in the muddy banks

And faced our fates

Under the Moonlight

We grew old

Hands bound and tongue-tied

Drenched in blood

Under a bleak sky

In winter’s cold

We built our own Shrine

I keep you under my skin

We fight with fist and fury

To what end?

Heed the call, maintain the pact

The hardship of maturity

That lies ahead

Under the Moonlight

We grew old

Hands bound and tongue-tied

Drenched in Blood

Under a bleak sky

In winter’s cold

We built our own shrine

What would you ask me

If I spoke your tongue?

If we’d howl to the same moon

Old Dreams are faded

Slices of different realities

Evolved …

Under the moonlight

We grew old

Hands bound and tongue-tied

Drenched in Blood

Under a bleak sky

In winter’s cold

We built our own shrine