DESCRIPTION:
Lyrics:

In our pack of wolves there's no single leader
Not a single bitch has to be a good breeder
And every single night is a killing spree
Freedom without risk what good could that be
In our pack of wolves we don't carry the shame
We know each others' bodies better than our names
We don't have a clear goal worth spoiling the means
We left all those behind buried under our jeans/genes

Can you hear us howling
In the East we strive
Can you hear us calling
You're the ones who survive
While few
Do the real living!

In our pack of wolves there's plenty of time
We cracked the hourglass and the rhyme was surpassed
In our pack of wolves we don't carry the shame
We know each others' bodies better than our names

Can you hear us howling
In the East we strive
Can you hear us calling
You're the ones who survive
While few
Do the real living!

The sand shifted twice
The clocks became dice
The shirts were unbuttoned
The souls were uncluttered
The kids were alright
Peasants became knights
The Queen was overthrown
And we were left alone
To get her together
To get her together
To get her together
To get her together

Can you hear us howling
In the East we strive
Can you hear us calling
You're the ones who survive
While few
Do the real living!

Alexandre Rendeiro (voice and guitars)
Guilherme Canhão (bass)
Luís Barros (drums)

Recorded by Filipe Sambado at Interpress, Lisbon
Mixed by Eduardo Vinhas at Golden Pony Studios, Lisbon
Mastered by Steven Berson at Total Sonic Media, NYC
Executive Production by Sérgio Hydalgo and Marcos Silva
Artwork by Ana Baliza and Alexandre Rendeiro
Released by Galeria Zé dos Bois, Lisbon, 2016