Lyrics:

Brothers and Sisters,
The Lord's taking his own sweet time
Without rhyme or reason, the failure is not thine
Like wolves to a virgin, the intention is made clear
At war with ourselves - At war with the odds
At odds with the fear - Hard time will bring you,
Way, way down - And all of this running,
It's gonna be the death of me...

[Bridge]:
When they ask you about this,
Tell them I was...
[Chorus]:
Running in the company of wolves
It's the company we keep
Brotherhood - Bound by the Moon!

Went to the well,
But the goddamn thing was dry today
I spent all of my life, running from suicide
Is it the fucking fool,
That keeps on chasing the dream?
A dream that cannot fail - So proudly, we hail!

[Bridge] / [Chorus]

And we shall roam
And the wolf fucking fucked her
Lay, as she lay bleeding on the moors
...Bleeding on the moors
...[Chorus] ...Brotherhood of wolves