Now this path is in front of us

Begging, take me

People fall for its trickery

But we'll be different, won't we?

Scarred up and iron hearted

We knew before the start

The wolves, the wolves got blood on their clothes

Crown of gold, tongue of silver

Steal of borrow

Melted down to a dagger

Sharp enough to break skin

Why dodge slings when you can take your arm and

Hide it up your sleeve, you'll know

The wolves, the wolves by the blood on their clothes

Those thieves we left behind us

I once called them my friends

Though it's difficult to say

I learned something from them

Boy, they could play loaded

The dice rigged the game against

The wolves, the wolves with the blood on their clothes

She is wise as a serpent

Always has been

I'm more like a coyote

Boy, I do love my traps

But I'll never never turn on you if

You never turn on me, you

I'll never change on you if

You never change on me

These wolves, these wolves they got blood on their clothes

Now this path is in front of us

Begging, take me

People fall for its trickery

But we'll be different, won't we?