Like a flame in the darkness Like a fire of hope burning all despair Rebellion of man who returned From the cross burnt in the heart of the desert The unchained herd of the free ideas Saluted its leader The unsatisfied wood of sheeny blades Felt the blood in the air Desert's wolves, freedom's breath Desert's wolves, death's breath Like teeth of hungry wild animals Like a fear in the depth of bad conscience Rebellion of man who returned From the cross bit the heart of the desert Revenge and wind are Whispering in the rhythm of ride Revenge and wind are Whispering in the rhythm of ride Where's the mono now, when someone's fists again Hammer at the big gate Where's morning now, when it's strangled again In the deepest night's sleep Desert's wolves, freedom's breath Desert's wolves, death's breath Desert's wolves, freedom's breath Desert's wolves, death's breath