Wolves Are Not Yours      [Music & lyrics : Abate, Blachier, Canavaggia, Cozzi, Lavail]      6 times the pain, 6 times the hatred   6 times the sadness, insanity is storming in your hollow head   Weak followers of a past unknown   I spit with joy on your blind ignorance and puke at your so called wisdom   Wolves are not yours   My pain is yours   Until the end of time   Wolves are not yours   I am your curse   Until the end of night   7 visions, 7 howling tortures   7 times utopia trampled and I scream at this idiotic belief   I rise my fist to crush your damned oppression   Without the sun nothing, give us back our solar wheel...   Wolves are not yours   My pain is yours   Until the end of time   Wolves are not yours   I am your curse   Until the end of night   Bleak insights from desperate pits calling at the weaks,   Using of ancient signs that glorify their myth   Die bastard pigs   Leave us all here   Give me back my blood   I send you storms of revenge   To desecrate your lies!!   I 'm the kick in the ass of your fucking blindness   My freedom is my dearest treasure   And I will die for it   Never will I bow to your bastard idol   So rotten and so cold in his false misanthropy !   Wolves are not yours   My pain is yours   Until the end of time   Wolves are not yours   I am your curse   Until the end of night   Rise for your dreams, to survive, hold your swords high, there 's no    ompromise   Face the truth, now it's time for the fake to obey or they 'll die !