Dead and Divine - Like Wolves + LYRICS

I think we've all gone too long without some good ol' fashioned metalcore from my forever favourites behind Dead and Divine.  Sure, we can be mad that they disbanded, but all good things must come to an end.  Besides, I've got all of their music ever created so I guess I can't be too resentful.  After all, it's all brilliant.  "Like Wolves" off of The Fanciful is one of my favourites from their discography, evident in its feature on their Top 10 from a while back.

"Like Wolves" has a lot to it: lyrical genius, well thought out structure for a metalcore track, great vocals, instrumentals that can make any music monger weep...and it's just freaking awesome.  I'll include the lyrics below because I think they're all worth sharing.  Really, there's not much I can say about "Like Wolves" because it just begs to be listened to and enjoyed by every individual.  I hope it speaks to you as loud as it did for me.

I am young, and I'm in love. Post-apocalyptic?
Sure.
But it's something I'm working on.
Equipped with a bible and a rifle, I should be fine, with this holiness on my side.
But what's the good in a god by your side, when the devil creeps around my neck like a snake?
We march, in the damnation parade.
We're cast, Ill-starred in an operatic gun ballet.
I apologize.
I have prior affairs I've arranged, I have a date with the gallows and I can't be late.
I don't care much for your advice, this drink here is rather convincing,
but your horns and tail tell me otherwise.
So I'm getting the hell out of here. The stench of deceit is far too much to bare.
And when we dance, oh how we'll dance before a conflux of crows.
Like wolves, I can't help but lick my lips at the thought of biting.
Into your skin, and tasting grace, and tasting grace
Oh god what I'd give to feel the slightest bit alive again.
To feel the slightest bit alive
To feel the slightest bit of temptation
Has a killer body temptation
Like wolves I can't help but
Lick my lips at the thought
That boy's got the devil inside him. (x4)
That boy's got it.

Like wolves, I can't help but lick my lips at the thought of biting.
Into your skin, and tasting grace, and tasting grace
Oh god what I'd give to feel the slightest bit alive again.
To feel the slightest bit alive again.
Oh god what I'd give to feel the slightest bit alive again.