This world through which we wander,
Is wonderful and strange
The only truth we could really know,
Is that everthing will change.

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Like the rain that fills the ocean,
Like the storm that shakes the pine.
We are all a part of the grand design.

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This has been our home forever!
This is where the clan belongs.
We were born beside this river,
And we filled the nights with songs.

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We must fight for what belongs to us,
What is yours and what is mine.
We are all masters of our own design.

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The land no more belongs to us,
Than the eagle owns the sky.
We must fight for our survival,
If we don't we'll surely die

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We are one with what surrounds us,
Brothers to all we see.
We are wolves,
We take what we need.
To stay alive and free.

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The one thing we will surely learn,
As we walk the path of time.
No one can rise above.
We are wolves, the masters of!

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We are all a part of the grand design.
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