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The waiting wolves / Punk Girl Blue {Halloween}

V6-WILD

The mist is thick The moon is thin The Hollow wakes The drums begin The mist is thick, the moon is thin The Hollow, he begins To beat the skin, to strike the wood In the deepest dark where the silence stood He plays the rhythm of the ancient trees Bringing the ghosts to their trembling knees A wounded light in the brambles caught A battle that was never fought I took a step, I cried a name To shield the spark, to fan the flame But the wolves of shadow caught my hem I was pulled away to the heart of them Their golden eyes were a wall of stone Leaving the angel all alone Oh... The forest knows Oh... The forest knows Oh, the drums, they speak in a silver tongue Of a song that was felt but never sung In the deepest dark an angel fell Between the heavens and the mouth of hell I reached my hand through freezing air But the wolves were waiting there They were always there They were always there The wolves were brothers The wolves were kin They tasted sorrow Beneath my skin They didn't snarl They didn't bite They held me back From the holy light Was it mercy in their hollow chests To keep me from the angel's rest I watched the feathers drift like snow But the wolves would never let me go Oh, the drums, they speak in a silver tongue Of a song that was felt but never sung In the deepest dark an angel fell Between the heavens and the mouth of hell I reached my hand through freezing air But the wolves were waiting there They were always there They were always there I see The Hollow in the clearing still Beyond the valley beyond the hill His drums are thunder His eyes are glass He watches the seasons The spirits pass He knows the secret the forest keeps Where the wounded angel forever sleeps Or maybe it rose on a wing of lead While I was counting the wolves instead Oh, the drums, they speak in a silver tongue Of a song that was felt but never sung In the deepest dark an angel fell Between the heavens and the mouth of hell I reached my hand through freezing air But the wolves were waiting there They were always there They were always there They were always there They were always there Never knew No one ever knew Just the wolves The Hollow And you And you And you