Lyrics Wounded Lions - Mothlite

Wounded Lions

The house
A Home
Family
Frailty
Young and old
The ghost
Haunted
Wishing
Wanting
Willing
Bleeding
Crying
Asleep
Look at them carrion
Up in the air
As the vultures stalk the ground
In despair
Let the skeletons
Guard the fortress
There’s nothing worth keeping
The treasure has long since gone
You should have told your children
That we are alone
When love rushes in at the speed of light
It’s less than a moment
Nature
Reversing
The passion
Passing as all things must