Otep - We Dream Like Lions Lyrics
We dream like lionswarm in the frostfresh from the killtiny teeth and clawsWe dream like lionsDeep beneath the loamThe windows of his soulAsh on the watery glassBroken but still wholeA halo of barbwireA frozen night of fireOh, so coldWe dream like lionsbelow and abovethe wooly little lambsthat look a lot like usWe dream like lionsThe dark poles of the weeping trees cradle him close in the heavy breeze.Crumbs for the crows slow empire of worms.We sing the cry of countless broken souls,"the world is made of razorblades, they choke on the words they'll never say,I wish it could change, but it will always be this way."We dream like lionswarm in the frostfresh from the killtiny teeth and clawsWe dream like lionsWe dream like lionsbelow and abovethe wooly little lambsthat look a lot like usWe dream like lions