White Foxes

Poses, poses

Is all you are to me

Roses, roses

That's all you're offering me

And how I wish to God that the earth would turn cold

And my heart would forget it's made of glass

And all the pretty tulips would disappear

And never disturb me again

You gave me my very first gun

I'll go out and hunt the hidden dome

With white foxes

With white foxes

Freeze

Hunger, hunger

Is the purest sin

It is an empty church

In a crowded bin

I've wept and I have stumbled

I've fought and I've craved

For the gravy of your soul

But all I wanna do now is walk among

The barren trees in fields of snow

You gave me my very first gun

I'll go out and hunt the hidden dome

With white foxes

With white foxes

Freeze

Freeze

My eye is my sanctuary

My eye is my sanctuary

My eye is my sanctuary

My eye is my sanctuary