Wise Wolf On The Road (Holo, Spice and Wolf)

rock, Electronic rock / symphonic rock / witch‑house crossover with ethereal female vocals, Frosty synth pads and choirs under a pulsing, side‑chained bass; metallic percussion and gated reverb hits, Verses intimate and smoky over minimal groove, choruses bloom with distorted guitars, string swells, and stacked, ghostly harmonies, Mid-song break adds ritualistic toms and whispered backing vocals, then a final, soaring chorus riding a wide, atmospheric mix, electronic, female vocals, symphonic rock, pop

[Verse 1] Fields of gold Turned to iron rows Scarecrows stand Where my name once rose They praise the steel And forget the soil Left my shadow Sleeping in their spoils Wheat in a wagon Moon on my fur Old vows cracking As the axles stir You call me fable I call it debt I am the hunger You haven't met [Chorus] I am the wise wolf on the road Grain dust on my cloak Eyes burning low Leaving your endless summer behind Walking the fault line Between the coin and the divine I am the wise wolf Watch me go (oh-oh, wise wolf) I am the wise wolf Watch me go [Verse 2] Merchant with scars Of a newer age Counts his prayers On an abacus of trades Silver tongue Tired hands Eyes like winter rain Thinks he’s buying company I’m buying back my name I taste your fear In the jokes you make You bargain bravely But your fingers shake You weigh my teeth Like a sack of grain You’ll learn that blessing Always carries fangs [Chorus] I am the wise wolf on the road Grain dust on my cloak Eyes burning low Leaving your endless summer behind Walking the fault line Between the coin and the divine I am the wise wolf Watch me go (hey, don’t look back) I am the wise wolf Watch me go [Bridge] [Whispered backing vocals rise and swirl under distant choirs] Old hymns in a language You don’t speak Still they answer When I breathe Every deal you sign Cuts the sky in two Choose your fortune Or let me choose [Chorus] I am the wise wolf on the road Old gods in my blood Your debts in tow Harvest of promises you broke I’ll turn your greed into Chaff upon the snow I am the wise wolf Now you know (oh-oh, wise wolf) I am the wise wolf Now you know

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