Sacred weight to some known names
Warming glows, beyond quick flames
The path's finds are mostly lost
Blankets protecting the sudden frost

In a dark Inn of sour brew
I speak it plain and slant
I clothe my wolf in sheep and cape
Exerting can from can't

Pounding ******* the minor chords
I summon all my strength
Stopping for neither rest nor test
But pushing on at length

I will find courage when its lost
With fuel of good or ill
With fire of heart, and lungs that draw
I give up all but will

my heart is tattooed
with the ink from your skin
my mind is rescued
with every word from your lips,

so stay and grow old with me,
hold my hand the whole way through,
i'll love you 'till hell is ice cold
just as long as you'll love me too