Wolves … Lyrics & Chords By Fields Of Locust

You're running in circles
A martyr condemned to live
Within limits mundane
A fragile dominion
Afraid of your shadow
No hiding place under the sun
A cowardly man
With hands in cuffs

They're aiming at you
Your mind is the target
What they fear the most
They will embrace it

They'll be dressed in sheepskin
Look inside the eyes of the wolf
A modern god – a savior
Sleeves full of wonders
The ever fearful drug lord
The warmonger a threat to society
They invade your home
They trap you in a box

Now they gag and rape you
Never leave the keys on the door
Now they are here to protect you
The choice was yours all along