Wolf Count

Live among the starving wolves Get lost inside the pack Pull at a carcass 'til my tooth breaks Your grown-up teeth They don't grow back They don't grow back Find a clearing in the forest Wait for word from the battlefront Sing to the moon until your throat's raw The Lord of the manor He won't be coming back from the hunt He won't be coming home from the hunt Soon, it'll be my time to go I know Breach the perimeter with my brethren Know who your friends are when you need them Sleep soundly with the enemy And remember me Too dumb to trade his cloak for freedom Too dumb to trade his cloak for freedom Run, run ahead, all of you I will catch up when I'm able to Seek the manor grounds anew Too dark to find the path Sleep on the road and dream the only dream worth dreaming The thronging plain The bloodbath Soon, it'll be my time to go I know --- Wolf Count - The Mountain Goats