Running With The Wolfs
Factory Of Art
Jack and Lonely Wolf are the best friends in course of time
they go through a world of danger with lack of restraint
short is the time till the full moon in the sky
and thick hair on his hands announce the change
he chases with the moon through the night
Cry, running with the wolves
Cry, running with the wolves
Point of the change - his brain is deadly lust for blood
and the earth under his paws smells of death
deep in the night you hear the cry
kill or be killed is the law of recurrent change
but he guards his friend and dies in stream of tears
now Jack walks alone through the night
Cry, running with the wolves
Cry, running with the wolves
