Empires Fall

Ripe For Misinterpretation

Ego &amp; The Wolf: Part Two

Verdant

Things were verdant, Green 
Pipe down and listen, I'm just setting the scene
Don't need your protests, I'll fuckin leave
Things ain't been this rotten in the core since adam and eve

  
Verdant, abandoned scene
It's all comes clear now, we are
we're the last ones to leave

First we look the other way. What?
then we try and try. What?
Now We're throwing in the towel
down on bended knees 
prostrate, begging please calling on deities. What? 
Living Obliviously
I'm such a talented boy

And all the world is green

[Wake Up]

[The Clock Chimes Doom, We Don't Have A Clue]
and here I come in the glare of the sun
the wind carries me into your lungs
If I were mercy I would cut out your tongue
all the words you say are flat out wrong.

[Soon Enough, We Consumed Enough 
 Soon Enough We Consumed It All]

you say you live in a video game 
where you get to kill the bad men away
but I'm afraid that you got it all wrong
it's my turn and I have you won.

have you won
have you won?

[We All Fall]

I'm such a talented boy,
I'm Just the Last One to Leave

Words &amp; Vox: Ego &amp; The Wolf
Music:            Literate Wolves


Verdant (ft. Golden Ego)

The Story Of An Aged man, fleeing a life of regret, to take to the skies, a first and final time.

Gauge 

Years Spent Lonely Half Exalting Flight, In denial.
Loose the hourly whisperings of life, hear their flaws ignite.

I arise tonight, to throw Age Awry
The time is gone, the gauge is wrong



Yearn to float on gossamer wings.....
This Could only Happen in the Sky

The Years fall away leaving something.
Somethings wrong the gauge is wrong
This could only happen in the sky
Somethings wrong the gauge is wrong

Gauge

I was asked by Persuaded By Bear to record a song about Northern Ireland.
I was Reluctant.....I still Am

Trapped In Shellshock

Either way you're In or Out
Lies get plastered on the ground
and sides are drawn in faith devout.
And we're taught to shed a tear
for muraled walls, a specific year
when Easter Rose to dissappear , but never forgot

Either way No need to shout
Lies get twisted coming out
and divorced from truth
they'll come about in angered fear
And You Long to dissappear,
pack your bags, get out of here
but you wake, put on some clothes and go out to work

God, get out of here
God, you parted this sea just a bit too hard

Either way you're In or Out
Bodies plastered on the ground,
windows shake in schools and Towns
And we'll waste another year
building walls to provisional fear
and the bloodied past

Either way No need to shout
Lies get twisted coming out
and divorced from truth
they'll come about in angered fear
And You Long to dissappear,
pack your bags, get out of here
but you wake, put on some clothes and go out to work

God, get out of here
God, you parted this sea just a bit too hard
Either Way You're In or Out
God...................God
God you parted this sea
Either way you're In or Out


Trapped In Shellshock

Homily

Where did you come from Angel,
You seem to turn to walk away you're silent fearing.
And how is it possible for you to live like that, you're sly undressing, 
like a fascinating Grail.

Time to go, loathe to stay and this house just ain't a home when your love is not your own. 
Heavy hangs the head clothed in the Thorn

Don't let it tire you out, don't let it tie you down

We were told to release, but, we never set sail
and I know you're not alone.
We were told to release, but, we never set sail 
and I know your alone.

Homily

"Radio Silence Is Stupid" - Rudy Sanwald. September 8th 2012

Tattered Paper

Ostrich feathers and fingernails, you've never known, you've never cared.
Though many a man has taken it on faith, you never know it.
Saddlebags and roll the dice. Artifacts and children's toys

Won't someone save me, won't someone come.
Won't someone chisel, carve away the whole
of a life unspent

Child's ideas and things you'll never spend
and lonely days spent alone again.
Rotten fresh fruit and lazy days erase.
Foreign eyes on faded pictures, low rent and untogether.
These things we'll never find, these things we'll never want

Won't someone taint me, take me for a fool.
Won't someone make me, make me have to choose
for a lie unspilt.

Make me Feel.

Tattered Paper

Literate Wolves Loves Music so much that sometimes it seeps out in accidental tracks

In these stolen minutes, I make the mistakes





still learning, any sketches I make, when I can, and where they go, get put up and hopefully someone will point and we will pack

If the pack is where your head is rested then go to my sets where you will find that Wolves Collaborates with the Mighty....set shift the cloud: http://soundcloud.com/literate_wolves/sets/wolf-mines-collaborations-with-nigel-mines-and-kamas

For experimental wolves try, http://soundcloud.com/blistered-in-cinders