The little men from the box are burning twigs by the fireThe little men from the box are burning twigs by the fire
In the morning, the sun peeks through the skyscrapersIn the morning, the sun peeks through the skyscrapers
A white wolf and a ring of fire on a dark red backgroundA white wolf and a ring of fire on a dark red background
The city of mutants around, smoke and fire, this is a war of your own just don't touchThe city of mutants around, smoke and fire, this is a war of your own just don't touch