The fragile keep secrets   Gathered in pockets   And they will sell them for nothing   A cheap watch or locket   That kind of gold washes off   And the sad act like lepers   They stick to the shadows   They long to ring bells of warning   To tell of their coming   So that the pure can shut their doors   The angry are animals Senseless and savage   They act without order   In logical lapses   They stain their mouths with blood   So take my hand   This barren land is alive tonight   Oh, the corn has grown stalks   That form a wall to hide   But the wind carries sounds   That I can’t see from beyond that line   Then the stalks begin to sway   Oh, stay with me, Arienette   Until the wolves are away   The wicked are vultures   And they bake in the canyons   They circle in sunlight   And wait for their victims   To collapse and call to them   The desperate are water   They'll run down forever   And soak into silence   And end up together   In a dark and distant, dark and distant place   So don’t leave me here with only mirrors watching me   This house, it holds nothing but the memories   And the moon, it leaves silver but never sleep   And then the silver turns to gray   Oh stay with me, Arienette   Until the wolves are away