Slaying The Wolf Within-Neaera

Arms have stretched Beyond their reach Craving for a false perfection Safe Under self-deception's wing Craving for a false protection Illusion is solace Reflection is pain Nothing loved - nothing lost Nothing tried - nothing lost I called on despair to guide me Summoned the cold again I bit from the grapes Of seduction Because reflection is pain This is my wasteland Empire without a king Where resignation rules Slaying the wolf within Nothing loved - nothing lost Nothing tried - nothing lost Illusion is knowledge! Rest in peace! Illusion is solace! Rest in peace! I called on despair to guide me Summoned the cold again I bit from the grapes Of seduction Because reflection is pain! This is my wasteland Empire without a king Where resignation rules Slaying the wolf within I would rather sense Nothing at all Than sense What is true