flocks of birds for sake the barren lands i'm following suit with idle heart and empty hands however strong a rock, time and tide will grind it down to sand and the ground wears its burial gown
with gloom-ridden eyes and shrouded in grief i shoulder my past to find my final relief each winter ploughed deeper furrows in my face the next one is sure to leave its terminal trace ... terminal trace
whomever i owe my life to, it's time now to pay back yet all i have to offer is this battered human wreck i gave more than i had but i'm still willing to give more i swear this oath to me and i swear it with a roar
salvation awaits but simple i mind as for me i can fight, i leave nothing behind trapped in the time between dog and wolf i am trapped in the time between dog and wolf ... between dog and wolf