Wolf in Shepherd's Clothes

See the shepherd, up on high
Underneath his watchful eye
Flock sleeps well within his sight
But everyone knows, hes wolf in shepherd’s clothes
Will be bloodshed here tonight
See the captain at the helm
He’s the master of his realm
Searching for uncharted land
But all the crew can tell
Hes confused and overwhelmed
Lost our faith in his command
He state his opinion
He can’t make us think it
Lead us to poison
He can’t make us drink it
We got the numbers
While the captain slumbers
We’re gonna cut him down
See the king apon his throne
In a castle made of stone
He’s well protected from attack
He’s polishing his crown
While the city’s falling down
We’re gonna take our city back
He state his opinion
He can’t make us think it
Lead us to poison
He can’t make us drink it
We got the numbers
While the majesty slumbers
We’re gonna cut him down
I took a crooked stranger in
He walked a crooked mile
He casts a crooked shadow
And he wears a crooked smile
He carves his own initials
Into every newborn child
I’ll be gone, when he comes around
The stranger’s unforgiving
And he’s older than the hills
He hides inside the inkwell
From a jealous lover’s quill
Waits in moonshine whisky
From a old bootlegger’s still
I’ll be gone, when he comes around
I’ll be gone, when he comes around