Break the Darkness

Howling wolf prowling around in the broken city His gray crows want victim for own desire People who lost their dream pa- ssing by him The tusk of him hunger for blood is ready to strike Voice sound under the ground Is there chuckle of the gods ! Howling wolf prowling around in the broken city He don't afraid the death of him that may come tomorrow People who lost their dream pa- ssing by him When his eyes shine at the vic- tim he attack to them Fire grow up from the ground Is there chuckle of the gods Is there tears of the gods Break! Break! No more this le- gend Break! Break! No more this town