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