Oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh, vimana, oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh, white as light. Oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh, elegant, oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh canine.
Oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh, vimana, oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh, dogfighter. Oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh, elegant, oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh canine; tomahawk of the …
… sky lines; they break out, the white wolf. Don’t stop, don’t give way.
The clouds drift over golden temples, prepared for battle; the white wolf wont stop — wont give way, the white wolf.
Oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh, vimana, oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh, white as light. Oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh, elegant, oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh canine.
Oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh, vimana, oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh, dogfighter. Oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh, elegant, oh whoa-oh-whoa-oh canine; tomahawk of the skies.
We will fight till night creeps in. We will fight till night creeps in, tomahawk of the skies.