The Tower - MotorPsycho

The skies are grey above our heads today

And everyone seems to hold their breath

The wolves are circling, looking for tender prey

The scent’s in the air, the smell of death

The horsemen are out and hope is hard to come by

When annihilation is at the door

The shadows of war loom large in the memory of man

We have all been here before

Oh, but love

Will keep the wolves at bay

Will make the fog less grey

Will endure

So resist

Never succumb to fear

Love is found everywhere

Love is pure

Pray your leaders are the wisest of men

Pray they’re not so easily riled

Pray they seek concord and never go looking for fights

Pray their aim is to reconcile

Oh, but love

Will keep the wolves at bay

Will make the fog less grey

Will endure

So resist

Never succumb to fear

Love is found everywhere

Love is pure