Brothers and Sisters
The lords 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 [bad word] It's gonna be the death of me

When they ask you about this
Tell them i [bad word] in [bad word] of wolves
It's [bad word] we keep
Brotherhood
Bound by the moon!

Went to the well
But the [bad word] thing was dry today
I spent all of my [bad word] from suicide
Is it the [bad word] fool
That keeps on chasing the dream?
dream that cannot fail
So proudly we hail!

When they ask you about this
Tell them i [bad word] in [bad word] of wolves
It's [bad word] we keep
Brotherhood
Bound by the moon!
And we shall roam
And the wolf [bad word] [bad word] her
lay as she lay bleeding on the moors...
Bleeding on the [bad word] in [bad word] of wolves
It's [bad word] we keep
Brotherhood
Bound by the moon!

Brotherhood of wolves