The Animal of Choice

I'll be a wolf and you'll be a bear and we'll bare our claws,
'cus that's our cross to bear.
Through the blood that we share,
Be me wolf and be you bear, we'll feel each tragedy, sympathetically.
And I think your are my brother, and I will hurt when you hurt.
The children that dream of our faces will cry for their mother's hand.
We'll be the namesake of every band,
the namesake of every band,
The namesake of every band.
Wooly and wild, everyone that I meet thinks I'm lovable.
it's quite unbearable.
'cus deep in my past is a thirst that at best is perceivable
And at worst insatiable.
And I think your are my brother, and I will hurt when you hurt.
The children that dream of our faces will cry for their mother's hand.
We'll be the namesake of every band,
the namesake of every band,
The namesake of every band.
Maybe the animal of choice is the choice to be the animal.
Do you think those dudes were just born plain horrible?
No I don't think so but then I've been wrong before.
That hideous strength they dealt, oh so terrible.
Yeah, I can't deny the pain is historical.
Do you think those dudes were just born plain terrible?
No I don't think so but then I've been wrong before.
No it's more like we become,
The beast, the beast, the beast.
Lord, have mercy on your daughters and sons.
The beast, the beast, the beast,
The wailing and gnashing of teeth… ahhhhhhhhh!