Mastodon - The Wolf Is Loose lyrics

The hero of the gods
The crossing of the threshold
The belly of the whale refusal of return

Hollow eyes dry, pale legs
Howling on through fields and graves

Language of the sign symbols to our sight
Guardian to thy throne take on form

Daylight hide the skin
Cut it off scatter ash in the wind

Shapeshifters rolling on winds
Of tyrants make fierce lore of fanged horn
Danger all the way night's sea reflection
The faces of bodies slain
Return to form of natural human's fate

Grown from the cold spirit's unclean
Dealer of the days the ice will thaw

As the soldier walks through the crimson side
Researchers of aftermath
Dispelling disarming man
One-toed horses the subject of Genesis
And the immigrants
Fundamental side of a human mind
Hulder folk and fairies so believe

The hero of the gods
The crossing of the threshold
The belly of the whale refusal of return