Brothers and Sisters
The lords taking his own sweet time
without rhyme or reason

The failure is not thine
Like wolves to a virgin
The intention is made clear

At war with ourselves
At war with the odds
At odds with the fear

Hard time will bring you way, way down
And all of this running
It's gonna be the death of me


When they ask you about this



Tell them i was...
Running in the company of wolves

It's the company we keep
Brotherhood
Bound by the moon!


Went to the well
But the !@#$ thing was dry today

I spent all of my life
Running from suicide
Is it the f**king fool

That keeps on chasing the dream?
A dream that cannot fail
So proudly we hail!