Texty: Sonata Arctica. Ain't Your Fairytale.

The ones who seek justice,
Will pray for it all their lives...
They can and they will skin us all one day...
oh, can you hear their cries.
As far as the men can run from us we're following the trail of blood
So hunt, my young ones...

I have always known the storm would come...
Listen now my young ones...
This is not a story I tell
of midnight, moon and sun...

Are you ready to walk the forbidden road?
Learn again what we tried to forget?
The dark can now take over you

We had a common past, an ancient bond
That people once broke
We would only take what we need,
They would harvest our weak,

But they hunted us all
We ended the last of theme,thus far ten lifetimes ago
In hopes of healing the sore, But the war still went on

Preying for the moon
Hiding for the day
Thise might be our last times
I ain't gonna see you taken away

Heading for the dawn
of our way of life
You're welcome to give it your best try...
Look me in the eyes oh wolves
This ain't your fairy tale...

It took us many years to teach them
How to cry wolf
We made the people serve the purpose
Those ignorant fools... my young ones!
Teachs the ones below you something you have learned
And learn from the ones above you Fear is your deepest wisdom
For these last day...

Preying for the moon
Hiding for the day
Thise might be our last times
I ain't gonna see you taken away

Heading for the dawn
of our way of life
You're welcome to give it your best try...
Look me in the eyes oh wolves
This ain't your fairy tale...


The ones who seek justice,
Will pray for it all their lives...
They can and they will skin us all one day...
oh, can you hear their cries.
As far as the men can run from us we're following the trail of blood
So hunt, my young ones,
the pack they have always feared is back.

On your last day, remember, we never die
death does not exist for us

The don't fear the wolf, but the wild within
No glory to the way this must end
This is a story I told
Unfolding before you

Preying for the moon
Hiding for the day
Thise might be our last times
I ain't gonna see you taken away

Heading for the dawn
of our way of life
You're welcome to give it your best try...
Look me in the eyes oh wolves
This ain't your fairy tale...

The ones who seek justice,
Will pray for it all their lives...
They can and they will skin us all one day...
oh, can you hear their cries.
As far as the men can run from us we're following the trail of blood
So hunt, my young ones,
the pack they have always feared is back