Was all in vain, or did you cry?
No need to ask, my tears have run dry
This is the end of my pity
I await to die
You now the living, me now the dead
You now the living, me now the dead
To prove that you loved me
Mere words could not have said
Biting into skin, into flesh, into me
Taking all you could
Oh, I'd still give you blood
Just to paint your lips
If you should wish them red
My desires your kiss completed
But only now I can see
The vicious joy when you took delight
Behind each kiss your poison bite
And when my all was given
And you had taken
O' dog like Judas, you did disappear
Was all in vain, or did you cry?
No need to ask
You now the living, me now the dead
You now the living, me now the dead
Tenderness of Wolves was written by John Balance & Peter Christopherson & Gavin Friday.
Tenderness of Wolves was produced by J.G. Thirlwell & Coil.