(Tony Kakko) The ones who seek justice, will pray for it all their lives... They can
and they will skin us all one day... oh can you hear them cries As far as the man can run from us we´re following the trail of blood So hunt my young ones
I have always known the storm would come... Listen now, my young ones This not a story I tell of midnight, moon and sun...
Are you ready to walk the forbidden road learn again what we tried to forget The dark can now take over you
We have a common past, an ancient bond The people once broke We would only take what we need, They would harvest our weak,
But they hunted us all, We ended the last of them, thus far, ten lifetimes ago In hopes of healing the sore, but the war still went on
Praying for the moon, Hiding from the day These might be our last days I ain´t gonna see you taken away...
Heading for the dawn Of our way of life You´re welcome to give it your best try... Look me in the eyes, oh, wolver This ain´t your fairy tale...
It took us many years to teach them How to cry wolf We made the people serve the purpose Those ignorant fools... my young ones!
Teach the ones below you something you´ve learned. And learn from the ones above you Fear is your deepest wisdom For these last days...
Praying for the moon, Hiding from the day These might be our last days I ain´t gonna see you taken away...
Heading for the dawn Of our way of life
You´re welcome to give it your best try... Look me in the eyes, oh, wolver This ain´t your fairy tale...
The ones who seek justice, will pray for it all their lives... They can and they will skin us all one day... oh can you hear them cries As far as the man can run from us we´re following the trail of blood So hunt my young ones, the pack they have always feared is back
On your last day, remember, we never die death does not exist for us.
They don´t fear the wolf, but the wild within no glory to the way this must end
This is a story I told Unfolding before you
Praying for the moon, Hiding from the day These might be our last days I ain´t gonna see you taken away...
Heading for the dawn Of our way of life You´re welcome to give it your best try... Look me in the eyes, oh, wolver This ain´t your fairy tale...
The ones who seek justice, will pray for it all their lives... They can and they will skin us all one day... oh can you hear them cries As far as
the man can run from us we´re following the trail of blood So hunt my young ones, the pack they have always feared is back