Wolves Cry Out - Hanging Garden

Ravaged with hate into bleeding ground that suffocates

Once haunting desires fade away with anguished cries

Nature bent on revenge

Voice of perdition screaming

Outburst is close

Howls catching our cores, one last overthrow

There is no escape

This time the wolves cry out for blood abhorrent of our kind

This time our hearts will be ripped apart

They will spare no life

Outlived is our time

Scenes of the future in the red pouring rain

Witness our false beliefs drown

We are not the chosen ones

This time the wolves cry out for blood abhorrent of our kind

This time our hearts will be ripped apart

Outlived is our time

Unforgiven, our crimes

No one can spare our lives

Came the day of deceiving lies

The moment of going away

No strength left to arise

Innosence profaned by unwell mind