By The Gallows (Khoma)

In fear of wolves you've built all these walls And raised these gallows to let them swing This night won't fade, too cold to rest You hide your face and cover up your heart Like you didn't see it And may their screams follow you to sleep All caged, all drained At the will of your hand The day you chose to turn away You've watched from cliffs. Seeing them drown You've hidden in shadows, all gone astray Like you didn't see it And may their screams follow you to sleep Like you couldn't feel it This armoured soul. Brought to their knees