OF WOLF AND MAN
(Hetfield/Ulrich/Hammett)
Off through the new day's mist I run
out from the new day's mist I have come
I hunt
theremore I am
harvest the land
taking of the fallen lamb
Off through the new day's mist I rub
out from the new day's mist I have come
We shift
pulsing with the earth
company we keep
roaming the land while you sleep
Shape shift nose to the wind
Shape shift feeling I've been
Move swift all senses clean
Earth's gift back to the meaning of life
Bright is the moon high in starlight
chill in the air cold as steel tonight
we shift
call of the wind
fear in your eyes
It's later than you realized
Shape shift nose to the wind
Shape shift feeling I've been
Mowe swift all senses clean
Earth's gift
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