He's the wolf screaming
Lonely in the night
He's the blood stain
On the stage
He's the tear in your eye
Been tempted by his lie
He's the knife in your back
He's Rage
He's the razor to the knife
Oh, lonely is our lives
My head's spinnin'
round and round
But in seasons of wither
We'll stand and deliver
Be strong and laugh and. . .
Shout
Shout
Shout
Shout at the Devil
He'll be the love in your eyes
He'll be the blood
Between your thighs
And then have you scream
For more
He'll put strength
To the test
He'll put the thrill
Back in bed
Sure you've heard
It all before
He'll be the risk in the kiss
Might be anger on your lips
Might run scared
For the door
But in seasons of wither
We'll stand and deliver
Be strong and laugh and . . .
