[Part1]
The space too tight to breathe
But even the sharpest claws are dull in the street
Food becomes scarce, a snarling stomach remains
There are almost only wolves dressed as sheep
So he's leaving here
Because no plant grows on burnt ground
So the rest remains for the rest
For only whoever comes first is the one who always has enough meat
From gamma to alpha, from puppy to lead wolf
Is one of the best, one of the last of this kind
Also shares his food with the weakest link of the chain when he asks
Lives according to unwritten rules, through his veins still flows honor
He knows exactly one must have them, as always only to talk about it
But let them talk
[Hook]
And he leaves
Always towards the sun, on the run from the rain
It remains in motion, even if it does not appear at night
No matter how cold, no matter how far
His legs carry him, maybe he'll pick them up
Towards the sun, fleeing the rain
Stay in motion, even if it does not seem at night
No matter how cold, no matter how far
Your legs carry you, maybe you'll get them
[Part 2]
It's about so much more than strength, cohesion and values
It is so much deeper than his wounds ever
Go together through the fire until the day we die
And before you find happiness with a piece of green earth
Howling the moon and crying to us prayers to heaven
Then only to hear them, not because of the sound of our voice
Great words sound long
But really great deeds that are forever
We are controlled by instincts in a world that is only calculated
Where honesty is a weakness, all their lies are already law
Where it means to bite, or you will be eaten
Where loyal does not exist, but only as a word in your notebooks
Friendship does not work anymore when you start to rap
Where the children are no longer just fighting but stinging - completely blinded
And of perfect we are so infinitely far away
But what does not kill makes us stronger
And hope dies last
She dies last