[ Featuring the Buffalo River Boys ]
The great buildings rise up, as the trees die away
Dens across the land where no one stays
There's no more sacred ground, where you can bide the days
The pack must feed, and it's, heading our way
Our selfish dreams have become the nightmare
Careful who you leave to mind the store
For the animal you feed, You'll become forever-more
Aaaahhhh, the wolves are at the door
Aaaaahhhh, the wolves are at the door
Blindly walking down, the road of no return
To the crying howls of those who failed to see
And although Peace and Hope are nowhere to be found
The illusion of happiness remains to tease
Our selfish dreams have become the nightmare
Careful who you leave to mind the store
For the animal you feed, You'll become forever-more
Aaaahhhh, the wolves are at the door
Aaaaahhhh, the wolves are at the door
A white wolf falls, and with him go his virtues
A cry for the tribe of light to intercede
The children of the sun, still can win the day
But each and every child will surely bleed
Our selfish dreams have become the nightmare
Careful who you leave to mind the store
For the animal you feed, You'll become forever-more
Aaaahhhh, the wolves are at the door
Aaaaahhhh, the wolves are at the door
