Wolves - The Ghost of Paul Revere

Wolves in the darkness, howling at the moon

Oh how they gather, outside the palisade

Theres a wild pack of dogs, roaming in the street

Oh look at how they salivate, and hunger for our meat

Oh boy they’re going to get you

Shapes in the streetlights, howling like a mob

Oh I can see so clearly now

The beast that I’ve become

Oh boy they’re going to get you right

And a boy he stood up in the crowd

He said the time for the rapture is now

Come hell and high water we’re your lamb for the slaughter

Let your wolves inside our door

And I yelled burn him in the churchyard

Tar him in the street

All you mothers daughters and sinner’s saints

You better get up to get back down

Y’all better get down on your knees

Now a boy he stood up in the crowd

He said the time for the rapture is now

Come hell and high water we’re your lamb for the slaughter

Let your wolves inside our door