The shackles of shame rattle as they're worn again
I can't escape this nature always pulling at my chains
Got no one to blame, so I blame you

Careful how I walk, careful who I talk to
Just a matter of time before they come to me to talk about you
And every time I lie, I learn I love to lie as I do

The sun sets down on me, and out comes the moon
To hear the song I wrote for you
A rueful melody, a book of truth
A tale only known by me and you

They're coming for me soon
They'll hang me dead by noon
I've run too long, but there's no escaping who we are, it's true
And there ain't no trace of good in my heart worth refuge

The skin of sheep unravels, and out comes the wolf
Who through his callous ways, is true
Twenty-eight nights, relentless
Just one to rue his wicked heart before the moon

And so it goes, on the second fortnight
The songs sung by mournful wolves lift towards the sky

The sun sets down on me, and out comes the moon
To hear the song I wrote for you
A rueful melody, a book of truth
A tale only known by me and you
The skin of sheep unravels, and out comes the wolf
Who through his callous ways, is true
Twenty-eight nights, relentless
Just one to rue his wicked heart before the moon