| This will be the death of me. The silence |
| Peace without a battle won. No hardship |
| Safety such an empty state |
| Suffocated by my fate I slumber |
| The hunt will make my blood run wild. Embrace me |
| Roam the earth to feed my mind. So lonesome |
| Hear the wolves howl. Louder! Louder! |
| Hear the dogs cry. Howling! Howling! |
| Ravage the silence within |
| Before the sleep becomes eternally |
| Lead me away from the calm |
| But keep the door open for I will come home |
| Inner peace, a complex wish |
| Balancing extremes within |
| Erratic but with deep devotion |
| A vast range of intense emotions |
| Bipolar, I am two in one |
| My two sides fought but not one won |
| My wolf and dog |
| Ravage the silence within |
| Before the sleep becomes eternally |
| Lead me away from the calm. Feed me! |
| Caress the heart that beats wild |
| But feel my soul; so close, it’s always there |
| Let me run free but keep the door open |
| For I will come home |
| Hear the wolves howl. Louder! Louder! |
| Hear the dogs cry. Howling! Howling! |
| Selfish in its passions lust |
| Righteous with impulsive gusts |
| Feed the wolf and feed the dog |
| The death of one’s the death of both |
| My wolf and dog |
| Ravage the silence within |
| Before the sleep becomes eternally |
| Lead me away from the calm. Feed me! |
| Caress the heart that beats wild |
| But feel my soul; so close, it’s always there |
| Let me run free but keep the door open for I will come home |