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Wolves Are Not

[Music & : Abate, Blachier, Canavaggia, Cozzi, Lavail]

6 the pain, 6 times the hatred
6 times the sadness, insanity is storming in hollow head
Weak followers of a past
I spit with joy on your blind ignorance and puke at your so called
are not yours
My is yours
the end of time
Wolves are not
I am curse
Until the end of
7 visions, 7 tortures
7 times utopia trampled and I at this idiotic belief
I rise my fist to your damned oppression
Without the sun nothing, us back our solar wheel...
Wolves are not
My is yours
Until the end of
Wolves are not
I am your
the end of night
Bleak insights from pits calling at the weaks,
Using of ancient signs that glorify their
Die bastard
Leave us all
Give me back my
I send you of revenge
To desecrate lies!!
I 'm the kick in the ass of fucking blindness
My is my dearest treasure
And I die for it
will I bow to your bastard idol
So rotten and so cold in his misanthropy !
are not yours
My is yours
Until the end of
Wolves are not
I am your
Until the end of
Rise for your dreams, to survive, hold your swords high, 's no

Face the truth, now it's time for the to obey or they 'll die !