Album: Riddles Questions Poetry & Outrage (1996)

Confusion

Where are the answers we're looking for
And what are the questions we ask
History may hold these answers and more
But I never lived in the past

Seeking in vain for the keys
To knowledge that I think I need
My days are a turning of pages searching
For what cannot be

The anger intense behind my eyes
In my fruitless search for the truth
frustration teaches me to despise
The ignorance born of my youth

Within my heart there rages and prowls
A wolf of the northern steps
The moonlight beckons my soul to howl
While in man's twilight world I slept

The beast of my soul yearns to be free
From the shackless that keep it inside
Am I the wolf, has the wolf become me
When no more, I'm able to hide

My eyes are two way mirrors
Concealing the spirit within
That stirs my mind in a terror
An innocent heart black with sin

Within my heart there rages and prowls
A wolf of the northern steps
The moonlight beckons my soul to howl
While in man's twilight world I slept

The beast of my soul yearns to be free
From the shackless that keep it inside
Am I the wolf, has the wolf become me
When no more, I'm able to hide

the beast of my sopul years to be free
Am I the wolf, yes, the wolfs become me