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Texty: The Flower Kings. The Judas Kiss.

Mother, what's it all about

Tell me, what's that scream and shout

Do they fight what they don't understand

They've got nothing to fear from a peaceful man



Time running out, wolves getting closer

Judas kissing the world is a looser

Curtains are down for the Nazarean

He'll carry the cross and the world will go free



Brother can you feel the fright

There's a pack of wolves on the streets tonight

The sting of a chilly wind on your face

Watching the dogs crawling in disgrace



Time running out, wolves getting closer...



I heard a voice saying "no, no, no

never heard that name, I really got to go"

I saw the signs and I heard the call

And I bang my head against oblivion wall.

The sting of a chilly wind upon your face

And the dogs are crawling in disgrace



Time running out, wolves getting closer...