Two black wolves chase a whitetail through the snow
Into the ring-fence there's nowhere left to go
For purity and industry
For the gathering dust on aspen leaves
I'm watching wolves chase a whitetail through the snow

And you won't know when evil comes
Evil looks just like anyone
And I blame
I blame
I blame anyone but me

If you let them burn books you'll let them burn bodies
The man with the match could be anybody
A uniform changes something inside
Holding a gun makes you feel so alive
And everyone else is doing it too
It's alright

And you won't know when evil comes
Evil looks just like anyone
And I blame
I blame
I blame anyone but me