Idioma Origen:
From far away, in the forest where I go, comes to
my ears, the howling of a wolf... wolf!. Terrible
things waits for me, but blood calls, the path of
seventh moon, burns in my skin. I´m running
through the trees, with a black storm starting in
my eyes. I feel my blood. I fell the fire, burning
all the land, and all is left is this silence of a
darkest night, the Wolf invincible, the rage...
into the shadows. Slowly, my senses sharpening. I
can smell everything in the air. A supernatural
energy. impels-me. I´m awakening to my new being.
I´m running through the trees, with a black storm
starting in my eyes. I feel my blood. I fell the
fire, burning all the land, and all is left is
this silence of a darkest night, the Wolf
invincible, the rage... into the shadows.
Brother wolf, now I walk beside you,,, and we share the
pray.
Idioma Destino:
From far away, in the forest where I go, comes to
my ears, the howling of a wolf... wolf!. Terrible
things waits for me, but blood calls, the path of
seventh moon, burns in my skin. I´m running
through the trees, with a black storm starting in
my eyes. I feel my blood. I fell the fire, burning
all the land, and all is left is this silence of a
darkest night, the Wolf invincible, the rage...
into the shadows. Slowly, my senses sharpening. I
can smell everything in the air. A supernatural
energy. impels-me. I´m awakening to my new being.
I´m running through the trees, with a black storm
starting in my eyes. I feel my blood. I fell the
fire, burning all the land, and all is left is
this silence of a darkest night, the Wolf
invincible, the rage... into the shadows.
Brother wolf, now I walk beside you,,, and we share the
pray.