Letras
Under the moon's cold silver eye
They sing of sins that never die
The coyotes cry, a mournful hymn
Through desert sage and twilight thin
A lone star falls, the wind stands still
Whispering tales of blood to spill
The echoes dance on canyon walls
Their ghostly chant, the past that calls
Coyote psalm, it chills my bone
A prophecy carved in the stone
They howl my name, they call me near
Coyote psalm, the end is here
The outlaw rides, his shadow long
The coyotes' hymn his only song
A specter bound by all he's done
His heart a drum, his boots a gun
The desert breathes, the coyotes wail
A haunting hymn, a final tale
And as I ride, I know it's true
Their song's for me—and judgment, due
Coyote psalm, it chills my bone
A prophecy carved in the stone
They howl my name, they call me near
Coyote psalm, the end is here
Do they cry for me, or cry for them?
A pack of sins I can't condemn
Their eyes like fire, their voices clear
They see my end, they feel it near
Coyote psalm, it chills my bone
A prophecy carved in the stone
They howl my name, they call me near
Coyote psalm, the end is here