Chelsea Wolfe - Be All The Things

Walking the old path turned me towards death
The ravens woke at dawn
And daylight plumed my skin
Then the air was full, simply composed of prey

I cannot stop
I want to be all things
I’ve got to let go
I want to be all things

Warriors, newborns, and queens
The lion and the wolf
Gnarling at eternal sleep

Let it burn
Hear it groan
Restrained desire
Cast it down

I cannot stop
I want to be all things
I’ve got to let go
I want to be all things

I cannot stop
I want to be all things
I’ve got to let go
I want to be all things