Should I believe the words that my poor eyes tell me?
And see what they see with these endless possibilities?
I know the road we still have to travel, along with our dreams
A roaming existence
A travel to the end of this misery
This moonless night is beneficial
Our time has not yet expired
One night is enough to make the legend come alive
Listen to the deep noise of a staggering thought
In the course of time our doubt is sown in the spirits among us
Chaos reigns over the ashes that's in our dreams
Take advantage for the moment to come along with this scene
This moonless night is beneficial
Our time has not yet expired
One night is enough to make the legend come alive
The wolves will devour us, the winter has come
But they won't drink our blood, with the anger among us
They won't get our flesh, we will keep our bodies
Because the flame of life will not be taken away from all of us
These wolves they cry as thunder and lightning
This creates the spoiled generation, the insane scum
Their greatest ambitions soon be left as nothing but dust
The wolves will devour us, the winter has come
But they won't drink our blood, with the anger among us
They won't get our flesh, we will keep our bodies
Because the flame of life will not be taken away from all of us