I keep my eye on the wolf Drawing in the air Great glint in the eye Biting the words Black blood on the tongue Lips coiled for the strike Now you're twisting in the grave In the word regret No light in the void Buried out by the wind Clutching your grudges Empty of voice My stretching grip Into the flood I slip Now you're twisting in the grave In the word regret As I give in Ashen hands again How we drift into the grave When the word regret Has been worn out Just one slip and I'm snared One slip and you'll scare Now you're twisting in the grave In the word regret As I give in Ashen hands again How we drift into the grave When the word regret Has been worn out Eye on the the wolf I keep my eye on the wolf