Two wolves song

In a cold, dark place, some call it planet earth,
two wolves fight endlessly for my soul.
And the one I feed the most becomes the alpha host, and owns the day.    
It's a choice.
One path of freedom, the other foul.
Always flames of battle
taunt my ancient human soul.      
      
...and the black wolf said,
poison dripping from his fangs:  
This is a cold, cold place.
War and hatered in the air, isn't life unfair?
The ritch get ritcher and the poor get broke
and the bastards prevail!
Then fortune befriends only the stupid ones...      

Humans drowning in their trash,
talking shit when it pays cash,
and every person, every day feels the fucking same!
Im the voice within your head, i know whats best!
Now lay down
and rest.   
       
Give in, son, give in to me...      
Lets cry, son, from our graves...      
       
       
...and the white wolf said:  
Many fade away, wallowing in filth
Crying over blood and milk that none of them spilt.
A life in yesterday can be paralising
Holding back from realising...

its a new day and time,
to be born in hell is not a crime,
and in this darkness we whitness stars.
But you never notice, falling out of focuss
Watching the world go dark...

Seek love son, and pass it on      
What's done is done, son,        
leave it alone...