Grey Wolves - The Atlas Moth

Lock the doors

We’re in this together

Leave me no choice

But this match and a can of gasoline

Burn it down

Bathe in ash

Pack it up

Let it go

Tonight we’re riding out

This town is done

Watch it burn

Repentance

Is for the weak of mind

Acceptance

I’ve been here all along

No remorse for what I’ve done

Leave them to burn

Beneath their crown