Season Of The Starved Wolf 가사

"The strength of the wolf determines the strength of the pack; the strength of the pack determines the strength of the wolf." - Rudyard Kipling Man's wolfish nature turns upon those closest to him as a survival technique. Some say this is an evolutionary instinct, but sin instinct needs no evolution to breed malice. Steve's lyrics are based upon a dream in which he was a small child in a village stalked by wolves. Such vivid dreamscapes, such animal violence, we truly are a morbid race. Steve's lyrics capture perfectly what we experience human to human.] Another night brings uncertain hunger And one more moon might satisfy that My eyes were meant to sift through shadows With razor teeth I ache and wait for the hunt My eyes were meant to sift through shadows The taste of blood sits well on the tip of my tongue Who's the unlucky mortal whom fate has forgotten? Around this town, my dear, the hunt is the law And now you answer to my jaw What mindless cattle left their behind to come find mine? For years we've fed by the moon, Haunting, awaiting the nightfall We'll allow you days but after dark we claim these woods Beware the moon! And I'll lead these wolves, straight through the fire Right through the belly of hell And I'll lead these wolves, straight through the fire Right through the belly of hell itself Straight through the fire, straight through the belly of hell, straight through the fire And I'll lead these wolves, straight through the fire Right through the belly of hell And I'll lead these wolves, straight through the fire Right through the belly of hell itself We are the wolves We are the hunger But beware the moon, we are the night We are the wolves We are the hunger But beware the moon, the hunt is law