Winston Wutu - Prints in the Snow Lyrics

The pack of wolves is moving slowly
Heading straight for the city
Running on malignity and fierce like an army

There's murder in their gloomy eyes
Won't bother striking by surprise
Eyes on the prize and I'm walking here by their side

I will follow. I will catch up
I will follow your prints in the snow

All they need's a bended mirror
To make themselves look so much bigger
Everything needs to be cheaper. Everything needs to be quicker

I will follow. I will catch up
I will follow your prints in the snow

Time has learned to speak my tongue

How did I end up in here
And how will I get out, my dear
My mind gets clear and suddenly there's no more fear

I will follow. I will catch up
I will follow your prints in the snow