Woof...my heart goes boom
Is it the dog or me?
Play for me your instrument please
Wicked moons and wicked eyes
Dance to the weariness of your footsteps
Begone my treachery, my treachery shall cease
Upon the wanton roses I dare not speak
I shall die in the awakening of the smell
As the hills deepen
And the lover weeps
Do not embark upon this house,
For this house is eager to fall
And the trees are willing to open their eyes
Behold an emotional forest,
A woof here and a woof there
And a woof, woof, woof everywhere
As the beast slays its prey
And devours the treat wholeheartedly
No man shall go unpunished
For all instruments beware
The cage has been broken
And there he lies attacked.