Inšpiráciou mi bola inštrumentálna pieseň s názvom Wolfsong (Deny Schneidemesser). Toto ZABÍJANIE je úplne ZBYTOČNÉ a NEOPODSTATNENÉ. Vlkov Príroda potrebuje a potrebujeme ich aj my, aby sme žili v zdravej krajine. Potrebujeme doktorov lesov -vlkov.
Wilderness
Oaks and pine trees
Light of the Moon
Fairy
Winter time's coming
Over
Less light - darkness
Fall in the
Wood
Open season
Loaded rifles
Face-off
Wolf pack
On the other hunt -
Living to survive
For their youngest
Waft of the monsters
On the other hand
Living to kill
For their brainlessness
Wind blows
Old alpha snuffs
Leading the pack still
Faithful till the end
When fire sounded
Objectors exult 'cause
Lives've been taken only
For fur and trophies
Walk in the trap
Overcoming impossible
Lying there on the ground
Falling asleep under the stars
Where they loved it
Obfuscated and
Lost
Feel burnin' in the chest
Whining in the black darkness
Only silence
Left but
Falling star appeared
Where are they heading now?
On place of
Love and peace livin' just
Forever yet
Without any shame
Oafishly taking everything, so selfishly
Leaving sadness, quiet silence in the crying
Forest...
