Wolves proudly wolves, fangs drawn with a grin
Yet we're asked for a chance
With hearts so cold, we all see our breath
As they lick lips pre-devour
The thinnest wool pulled over so sheer that blindness is the closing of eyes
It'll be the hood we don should we let the executioner strike
Speak while we still can speak
Here we stand
At the precipice
Where we said
"Never again"
Promise the world, tear its tapestry
Lucky left with its scraps
We're to have respect for the ruthless, compassion be damned
So bear no mind to the hand of sleight
For the one at its hip slowly drawing its knife
Will drive deep the moment we avert our sight
Here we stand
At the precipice
Hadn't we said
"Never again"