Scorn on your face while the wolf howls bout how his anima has grace
Adorning my bones is my fate for the right path as i trek through time and space
Fishing for clarity so that my gut can lead me to my fate
Finding the hidden truth while these red herrings are turning my face
I'm a cryptid the shadow that floats through the night and the misted
When the moon starts to rise up so high in the sky
The goons and i go back to the forest of trees so alive in their mind
I take a look inside of them i'm falling out of my eyes
Illusions of do or die
Hold tight to me
Never subside
Fantasy of do or die go back into the dark
Fantasy of do or die go back into the dark
Fantasy of do or die go back into the dark
Fantasy of do or die go back into the dark
Fantasy of do or die go back into the dark
Fantasy of do or die go back into the dark
Fantasy of do or die go back into the dark
Scorn on your face while the wolf howls bout how his anima has grace
Adorning my bones is my fate for the right path as i trek through time and space
Fishing for clarity so that my gut can lead me to my fate
Finding the hidden truth while these red herrings are turning my face