Wolves in the Attic

You told a lie
And hid it within a memory

It grew into
Some beastlike monstrosity

You want noise
And I want silence

Howls in the walls
Rattle my attic

You want me dead
But I will never ever

Let you win

See the
Holy Ghost

I am petrified
Crying day and night

Flip from Queen to pawn
But I'm not gone

Give me relief
Residing in your selfless memory

Wolves curse and spite
Because they know that you're

Protecting me

And then out of the sheer darkness
The shining realization

Time for a hunt
Mount these wolf heads

In my bright attic

Feel the

Holy Ghost

I am petrified
Crying day and night

Flip from Queen to pawn
But I'm not gone

Ah
Ah

Ah
Ah

You're bad attempts
Have left you all as mounted trophies

All have a name depression, anger
And anxiety

Fear the

Holy Ghost

I was petrified
Cried out day and night

Flipped from Queen to pawn
But now I've won

I was petrified
Cried out day and night

Flipped from Queen to pawn
But now I've won

I won

I won

I won