Brothers and sisters The lords taking his own sweet time Without rhyme or reason The failure is not thine Like wolves to a virgin The intention is made clear At war with ourselves At war with the odds At odds with the fear Hard time will bring you way, way down And all of this running It's gonna be the death of me
When they ask you about this Tell them I was... Running in the company of wolves It's the company we keep Brotherhood Bound by the moon!
Went to the well But the goddamn thing was dry today I spent all of my life Running from suicide Is it the fucking fool That keeps on chasing the dream? A dream that cannot fail So proudly we hail!
When they ask you about this Tell them I was... Running in the company of wolves It's the company we keep Brotherhood Bound by the moon! And we shall roam And the wolf fucking fucked her Lay as she lay, bleeding on the moors... Bleeding on the moors Running in the company of wolves It's the company we keep Brotherhood Bound by the moon!
