Lupus cruor hardens the veins a thousand knives have failed to slay
To the best the boys betrayed as the howling stalk the falling day
To seven serpents I am chained, dragged behind my souls decay
All empathy it slips away as the wolvesblood calls and has its way
I warn you the battle is over, the heart that you seek is no more
No love, no hope of curing what I have embraced with open arms
Now I seek no shelter nor the warmth of home
I have shed all human failings
And made a kingdom in the cold
Countless days in numbing cold until painless hours steeled my soul
Awash in flesh and greed I bowed
And stood anew with iron bones
Your arms that take, invertebrate
The venom killed all hope for me

You only hurt the ones you love so I'll take my heart and rip it out