Stephen Sanchez - Howling At Wolves

It was a moonlit night
And all the wolves ran wild
As did the fire in me
For my moonlit child
And all the undead rose
And on a dead-end road
Stood my love and I
In the cold

I was waiting for ghosts
To come out
Howlin' at wolves
To tear our heartbeats out
Where do we go?
There's no escaping now
I am falling down

Out in the trees sprung hills
Where all your blood had spilled
My baby's looks had killed
Gave 'em a fright
And on a winding road
Under the fallen snow
Out of my skin ripped bones
Into the white

I was waiting for ghosts
To come out
Howlin' at wolves
To tear our heartbeats out
Where do we go?
There's no escaping now
I am falling down

I was waiting for ghosts
To come out
Howlin' at wolves
To tear our heartbeats out
Where do we go?
There's no escaping now
I am falling down