The Fool (Instrumental)

Soil our anchor's bay
Roots the forest veins
Ruthless retribution
Lock the garden gate

I say my lines and I
Make you believe
Predator, prey and
The wolf bares its teeth

The center of the orchard
I wait here in the dark
You think that I'm the victim
So you come in unarmed

I lay there bleeding and
So you believe
Predator, prey and
The wolf bares its teeth

Say goodbye
An eye for an eye
You don't need roots if you are going to rise

You love to judge a fool
To weigh the wicked heart
And I may be a fool but
You're the one whose caught

I raise the knife and yet
Still you believe
Predator, prey and
The wolf bares its teeth

Say goodbye
An eye for an eye
You don't need roots if you are going to rise