To The Wolves At My Door — Soulfallen

This night I hear the jackals baying to a desert god In the dark the growing whispers have begun tearing scars

The foul breath of Anubis breathes fire down my back And the wolves have drawn nearer, begun coiling - for the coming attack

I yearned to see but my eyes were already crystallized I yearned to survive but my fears had already materialized

Like serpents this dark entangles, ties me to the soil And (even) the strangers in my reflection have begun to recoil

I yearned to cry but the waters were already crystallized I yearned to live but my death had already materialized

Now the light no longer blinds me Your dying gods they cannot bind me And as I exit this human aisle I greet my hangmen with a smile

And to the wolves at my door Prolong this suffering no more With your fangs come and this strife And erase my name from the Book of Life