Got a wolf-stone in my pocket
Into, into the woods we go
And the rain pissed out our bonfire
Into, into the woods we go
We forgot the things we learned at home
Into, into the woods we go
And boys, there is no turning back
Into, into the woods we go
Oh sweetheart, oh lover
Oh darling, give me trust
There’s nothing in the forest gonna fuck with us
Oh sweetheart oh lover
The gorse got hold
The gorse got hold again
The warming rooms are far behind
Into, into the woods we go
A branch in every spoke and wheel
Into, into the woods we go
One step forward, one step back
Into, into the woods we go
And boys there is no turning back
Into, into the woods we go
Chorus
Got a wolf-stone in my pocket
Into, into the woods we go
And my fingers close upon it
Into, into the woods we go
Skin will tighten, skin will crack
Into, into the woods we go
We’ll leave our clothes right where they fall
Into, into the woods we go
Our books are burned upon the ground
Into, into the woods we go
And boys, there is no hiding now
Oh sweetheart, oh lover
Oh darling, give me trust
There’s nothing in the forest gonna fuck with us
Because the branches got thicker
The gorse got hold
And men will be beasts again
credits
from The Beasts,
released August 31, 2015
Recorded by Stephen Norman at Green Dragon Studios