The Wolves

Falling from high places, falling through lost spaces, Now that we're lonely, now that there's nowhere to go Watching from both sides, these clock towers burning up, I lost my time here, i lost my patience with it all We lost faith, in the arms of lo

The wolves watch and wait as their prey wander aimlessly Heedless of what is to be, all so damning and foreboding An animalistic grin forms on their lips as they prepare themselves With a final howl at the waning sun of mankind, they launch towards t