Dive on me little kamikaze
the last vestige of my heart is in your hand
Distill my soul little alchemist
I'm not your keeper, but I am your man
In the throws of a fevered night
In the tender morning light
Slight of your hand, little illusionist
I'll take you as you come, I'll take you straight
Consume my gaze little muse of mine
I'll button you down then I'll make you wait
In the throws of a fevered night
In the tender morning light
Labored breath, profound fever
Nothing left, but a hard bound believer
I, the wolf have got you little sheep
I, the wolf have got you little sheep
I, the wolf have got you little sheep
I, the wolf have got you
Thick is the air, that we breath
Feeble is the glow, of the lights we see
I, the wolf have got you little sheep
I, the wolf have got you little sheep
I, the wolf have got you little sheep
I, the wolf have got you
Dive on me little kamikaze
the last vestige of your heart is in my hand