Текст песни
Little Wolf
On a naked cliff above the edge of sleep
A little wolf sat weighing sins so deep
Not dangerous at all, just lost and small
He whimpered softly, longing home through all
But chains of pain and evil held his throat
They tore his skin, they never let him go
And tears inside his giant animal eyes
Awoke both love and fear, compassion, cries
Where are you from, my boy, so young and fair?
Where is your mother, why don’t you sleep there?
What are you punished for, why do you cry?
Are you not hungry? Answer me, don’t hide
His eyes were wide with wisdom, sharp and old
But human speech he no longer could hold
Once he lived just like all of us alive
One day he saved a soul so it survived
He walks the edge, he tries again and more
But blood still keeps him standing on that shore
That blood he never managed to erase
Those people doomed and lost by his own hand
And pain keeps tearing open up his chest
Whenever he escapes the dream at last
The years went by, and evil slowly snapped
The final string inside his soul collapsed
He sinned, he killed, he tortured, felt no love
Destroyed, not saved — no mercy left above
The suffering around began to please
All came so easy, lawless, without cease
One starless night, no moon above his head
He chose a path more black than soul and dread
With knife and gun and anger in his chest
So young and beautiful, he killed the rest
For money one, for love another fell
And one for blood, its burning, living spell
For money killed his aging mother dear
For love the girl refused and disappeared
His loyal friend, the last one standing near
Collapsed in blackened snow, his end sincere
Returning home, still drunk with dark delight
He faced himself in horror, frozen tight
He tried to wash the blood from hands and skin
But it had sunk into his flesh within
And suddenly on shoulders, face and back
Grey fur broke through — no turning, no way back
A savage pain bent all his human frame
Before the mirror stood a wolf in shame
His life flashed through his mind in burning lines
He saw his childhood days and distant times
How mother’s hand once touched his curls with care
How she would call him home from evening air
The flowers blue he gave the girl that day
The one he killed, then threw her life away
How with his friend he ran the roads of youth
That hand in hand once held his fragile truth
That starless night was torn by wild despair
A howl of madness split the frozen air
To flee the memory of all his crime
He ran to forests, lost in endless time
He reached an old cliff, tried to end it all
To jump, forget, obey the final call
But like a wall of glass and frozen flame
Something won’t let him fall — forever same
He walks the edge, he tries again and more
But blood still keeps him standing on that shore
That blood he never managed to erase
Those people doomed and lost by his own hand
And pain keeps tearing open up his chest
Whenever he escapes the dream at last
