Palace of Love and Hate - Head Wound City

What turned your lips to a grin?

What turned your teeth into fangs?

What turned your hands into hammers?

Smashing locks at the Palace of Hate

I met a man who spoke in a whisper

A black cloud inside of my head

There’s a wolf at the door at the Palace of Love

Come, now, we mustn’t delay

Got no time to hesitate

Got no time to sit and wait

Just hate

Love!

Love!

A crack in the altar of love!

Love!

Love!

A crack in the altar at the Palace of Love!

He turned all your doves into vultures

Tears ran like tar in the street

A path so crooked and cruel

Crumbled from under your feet

There’s a wolf at the door at the Palace of Love