Wolves skin

from by Wanderer

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THE WOLF DIES IN ITS OWN SKIN,
LEFT BEHIND.
RIPPING OUT ITS’ EYES TO HIDE
FROM ITSELF.
DISGUSTED, UNABLE TO FIND ITS PLACE.
AN OUTCAST: A FUCKING OUTCAST.
HOWLING AT THE MOON, TRYING TO FIND
ANSWERS IN THE NIGHT BUT NO ONE CARES.
DESPERATION IS AT ITS BEST, THEY’RE JUST
CONSUMING, CONSUMING.
DON’T LET YOURSELF BE OVERCOME BY THE
VERY FEAR YOU SWORE TO ERASE - BY THE
VERY FEAR.
THROWN TO THE GROUND ON BROKEN
KNEES. CRAWLING AT THE FEET OF A
NARCISSISTIC MAN ONLY TO HAVE HIM
MARCH ON ITS JAW.
AN OUTCAST: A FUCKING OUTCAST.
TRYING TO FIGHT IT’S WAY TO THE TOP OF
THE PRIDE AGAIN BUT THE GATES WON’T
OPEN TO HEAVEN - BACK TO HELL WITH
YOU, BACK TO HELL
THESE STREETS ARE FILLED WITH THE
HOPES AND DREAMS OF THE LOST AND THE
INNOCENT.
IT’S NOT YOUR FAULT SON; IT’S THE
NARCISSISTIC FUCKING MAN.

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from Coma, released March 3, 2013

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Wanderer Brisbane, Australia

Wanderer are a five piece band hailing from Brisbane, Australia. The band began as a small scale project in early 2011 that flourished into the next year with new songs and perspectives to shape their music making. The first two songs that the band recorded highlighted their hardcore roots, with more progressive and metal influences making their way into the music by the middle of 2012. ... more

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