a man who’s pure of heart and says his prayers by night
may still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright
if you could only see the beast you’ve made of me
I held it in but now it seems you’ve set it running free
the saints can’t help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallowed ground
#omg this song #I haven’t listened to it in forever #arggg one of my favorites
