Wendigo Calling
I, I can feel this,
Yeah, I can feel it
This, vast futility,
Oh, Facilitating me
Wilderness rising,
your dead fall before me
Impending suffocation,
where will your kin flee?
Bleed the color from the trees,
wear the fur and treat the meat
She can’t save you this time
No, she can’t save you
Her fangs don’t sink that deep
This is endless,
it creeps through the sprawl
The call of the wild,
idolatry will soon fall
I can see it coming for me
The curse in the leaves,
the might of the trees
Yeah, I can see it coming for me
A figure-less silhouette
Antlers calling me home
Return us to earth,
make us truly alone
