Lyrics:
Snow lies hushed, a blue breath’s slender thread
Stone-still, saddened shepherd's dog in snow by a fallen wolf, also stone-cold, but ... dead

Wind’s faint track runs over silent rock and air
Sheep huddle close, heads low, too numb to truly care

“Is it dead?” — “Might be a trick, dog - beware”
“Wolves deserve no mercy, dog, strip his skin bare

Let his ribs drink cold, let frostbite tear
He hunted us — now let him drown in despair”

The shepherd dog stood grieving on the white-drift ground
“I faced those teeth for each of you when hunger came around

You shivering, spiteful fleeces, little heaps of warmed-up hide
To talk like this in all this grief, with him dead at your side

I broke his charge so many times, turned hunger from your door
Now starved he lies in tilted snow, and still you ask for more

Your eyes spit hate at him, and scarcely less at me
You love my snapping jaws, but loathe what they must truly be”

The will to live is nothing wild
Teeth are hunger’s praying child
Rib-cage law is not the knife
Cold time writes the end of life

If joy should flicker when this despair is shown
Hide it deep, deep, deep inside, guard it alone

The will to live is nothing wild
Teeth are hunger’s praying child
Rib-cage law is not the knife
Cold time writes the end of life

If joy should flicker when this despair is shown
Hide it deep inside, guard it without  me - all alone

With the tip of the shepherd dog’s nose he folded snow back
Covering bone and fur, nose-following the last faint track

The last warm breath rose up as cloud, then thinned to black
Veins froze like glass; his shadow split along the crack
Wind whispered over naked bone, then turned and circled back

“Master, I remember the oath you laid on us
I’ll save you, silly flock of sheep — but who will save you from me?

Yes, I will tear for you, but who will tear you through?
What will you be without my teeth — what will remain of you?”

Who is guilty here — fang, or fear, or sky askew?
Cold voices howl at iron clouds of frozen blue
No road back across this black, blind storm we stumble through
Only snow knows when a life splits clean in two

The will to live is nothing wild
Teeth are hunger’s praying child
Rib-cage law is not the knife
Cold time writes the end of life

If joy should flicker when this despair is shown
Hide it deep inside, guard it alone

The will to live is nothing wild
Teeth are hunger’s praying child
Rib-cage law is not the knife
Cold time writes the end of life

If joy should flicker when this despair is shown
Hide it deep inside, guard it without  me - all alone

If joy should flicker when this despair is shown
Hide it deep inside, guard it without  me - all all all alonel
alone alone alone

Guard yourself

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