The underworld
The day will sink in
What more do I need to say?
Pick the wrong candidate
Hell will be the game
The day will sink in
What more do I need to say?
Pick the wrong candidate
Hell will be the game
The little wolves gone wild
Catching innocents betraying trust
Using it to inflict fear
Breaking laws closing eyes
The human laws will not reign them
They bettered it for themselves
Pushing and twisting it around
The underworld where law no count
The dark moon light
Dimly light the streets and alleys
The little wolves roaming free
Catching the innocents and opponents
Any excuse to clamp them down
It is the underworld
The light will shine
The brave ones try
Though it may look hopeless
As the journey falls so quickly
Barricades all round
The little wolves roar running wild
The underworld
For a time it seems to win
Then the right light ignite
The ball game runs around
The upright people arise
Set the clock right
The golden shaft of rays
Light up the darkness
Bring the harmony
Back to life
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