flocks of birds for sake the barren lands
 i'm following suit with idle heart and empty hands
 however strong a rock, time and tide will grind it down
 to sand and the ground wears its burial gown

 with gloom-ridden eyes and shrouded in grief
 i shoulder my past to find my final relief
 each winter ploughed deeper furrows in my face
 the next one is sure to leave its terminal trace
 ... terminal trace

 whomever i owe my life to, it's time now to pay back
 yet all i have to offer is this battered human wreck
 i gave more than i had but i'm still willing to give more
 i swear this oath to me and i swear it with a roar

 salvation awaits but simple i mind
 as for me i can fight, i leave nothing behind
 trapped in the time between dog and wolf
 i am trapped in the time between dog and wolf
 ... between dog and wolf