Brothers and Sisters, The Lord's 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 this running, It's gonna be the death of me... [Bridge]: When they ask you about this, Tell them I was... [Chorus]: Running in the company of wolves It's the company we keep Brotherhood - Bound by the Moon! Went to the well, But the goddamn thing was dry today I spent all of my life, running from suicide Is it the fucking fool, That keeps on chasing the dream? A dream that cannot fail - So proudly, we hail! [Bridge] / [Chorus] And we shall roam And the wolf fucking fucked her Lay, as she lay bleeding on the moors ...Bleeding on the moors ...[Chorus] ...Brotherhood of wolves