Follow The Wolf

<br>The morning slowly came, my life about to end<br><br>Then the wind would change, all but one had left<br><br>The angelic wolf had stayed, without a word she said<br><br>Follow me, follow the wolf<br><br>And so I followed the wolf, up the wooded mountain side<br><br>Close to the top... she suddenly stopped<br><br>Sun to the east, man and beast<br><br>Just two silhouettes... in a landscape never to forget<br><br>Like dark decaying teeth, I saw the village beneath<br><br>A few and distant roads all leading away from here<br><br>Nobody in the streets... decay<br><br>I must follow the wolf again, I must follow her till the end<br><br>The end<br><br>The wolf had turned around, facing higher ground<br><br>And there it was... the house of god<br><br>In awe I looked as time had stopped<br><br>Follow me<br><br>I had never seen a church like this before<br><br>&quot;this place is terrible&quot; inscribed above the door<br><br>Like dark decaying teeth, I saw the church within<br><br>A few distant thoughts, inviting me in to sin<br><br>Nobody in the church... decay<br><br>Shrouded in a gloomy light, as if my final night<br><br>I wonder if God was ever here<br><br>Or did he turn away in fear, did he turn away in fear?