Hour of the Wolf - Adam Kesher

Damn!

We blow up and we break out

Like horses when the race starts.

Open your eyes and clean up your mirror,

Just do what you wanna do.

We will rush into this

At the hour of the wolf,

When all the children will be born.

Do what you have to.

There’s a trap that I won’t see,

Covered up in the middle of my territory.

Cause' traps are made not to be seen,

Too thin to allow warnings.

Damn!

We blow up and we break out

Like horses when the race starts.

Open your eyes and clean up your mirror,

Just do what you wanna do.

We will rush into this

At the hour of the wolf,

When all the children will be born.

Do what you have to.

There’s an hour

When the most beautiful boys demean their beauty.

Girls are tough, girls wear gloves,

Demean their blood.