Then the wind would change All but one had left The angelic wolf had stayed Without a word she said:
"Follow me!"
Follow the wolf
And so I followed the wolf up the wooded mountain side Close to the top she suddenly stopped Sun to the east, man and beast Just two silhouettes in a landscape never to forget
Like dark decaying teeth I saw the village beneath A few and distant roads All leading away from here
Nobody in the streets... decay!
I must follow the wolf again I must follow her 'till the end
The end...
The wolf had turned around Facing higher ground And there it was... The House of God In awe I looked as time had stopped
"Follow me!"
I had never seen a church like this before "This Place Is Terrible" inscribed above the door
Like dark decaying teeth I saw the church within A few and distant thoughts Inviting me in to sin
Nobody in the church... decay!
Shrouded in a gloomy light As if my final night I wonder if God was ever here Or did he turn away in fear?