Never before was strength found in small numbers
Cruel horizons leave no room for small blunders
Fatherland of hope, homeland of death
We pricked our nimble fingers and promised to go deaf
Yeah we put our hands together in a ruthless blood pact
Four wolves in pursuit of truth and magic tact
So it was push and shove and torture before the big release
We had to lie to each other before the big relief
Yeah we all were willing to go underneath for this
What a ****** ****** noble tryst
Our vertical minds were sharp as a tack
We closed our eyes and never looked back
Aug 3, 2012
Aug 3, 2012 at 6:50 PM UTC
Never before was strength found in small numbers
Cruel horizons leave no room for small blunders
Fatherland of hope, homeland of death
We pricked our nimble fingers and promised to go deaf
Yeah we put our hands together in a ruthless blood pact
Four wolves in pursuit of truth and magic tact
So it was push and shove and torture before the big release
We had to lie to each other before the big relief
Yeah we all were willing to go underneath for this
What a ****** ****** noble tryst
Our vertical minds were sharp as a tack
We closed our eyes and never looked back
