Lyrics Wolves - The Ghost of Paul Revere

Wolves

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