[03:43.00]We rose from the earth and fell from the heavens
[03:43.00]Exaltes saints of flesh and will
[03:43.00]Fall into the opaque silk that is the night
[03:43.00]We are the provenance of fear and the heralds of the profane
[03:43.00]Call us fiends (oh, the apostasy
[03:43.00]Call us demons (oh, the apostasy)
[03:43.00]But we are just wolves in our right, hunting and
[03:43.00]Feasting on the human bread
[03:43.00]So infantile and yet so ripe