| Wasted ashore by a stormfull flood | |
| Left behind by their natural kin | |
| Raised by disrespected peasants | |
| Born with nothing, but with a world to win | |
| Set aside as a waste of nature | |
| No companion for the wealthy clan | |
| Mocked and feared for their appearance | |
| Blessed by divine beauty and strenght | |
| Their youthful spirits urge to rebel | |
| Their nature is to seek | |
| A rebellion adored by their peers | |
| Hatred by the king and his head | |
| Never responding to threats | |
| Hunting down looters of unjust | |
| Their youthful spirits urge to rebel | |
| Their nature is to seek | |
| As the night embrace the hills | |
| They shape as their mothers shame | |
| Wolverine bastards roam these hills | |
| A devilish dance stampede their game |
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