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(C) Fireflash Records
(P) Wolf 2026
Composed by Niklas StĂĄlvind
Lyrics by Niklas StĂĄlvind
Published by: Copyright Control
ISRC Code (Music): DE1QW2632363
ISRC Code (Video): DE1QW2657821
EAN (Music): 4069977476702
EAN (Video): 4069977500117
Produced by Pontus Egberg
Co-Produced by Niklas StĂĄlvind
Mixed by Pontus Egberg
Mastered by Thomas “Plec” Johansson at Studio Bohu
Video produced by Snovonne 'Sno' Drake (Sno Drake Media)
Filmed at SolnaSound Productions
WOLF is:
Niklas Stålvind – Lead vocals, guitar
Simon Johansson – guitar
Pontus Egberg – bass guitar, backing vocals
Johan Koleberg – drums
Lyrics:
The sky is painted with blood tonight
With eagles falling dead to the ground
A cosmic algorithm is ruining my mind
Cold is the eye of a death satellite
There’s a beast and a ghost in the machine
Electronic, flesh demonic, planted is the seed
Doctrines from the matrix copy/pasted in my mind
Cold is the eye of a death satellite
Calling, calling
I see them beckoning me
Calling, calling
I see them beckoning me
Here’s a code that is hiding in plain sight
Obscuring my vision, blinded by the light
I had my cup of poison and the taste is bitter still
Cold is the eye of a death satellite
Calling, calling
I see them beckoning me
Calling, calling
I see them beckoning me
Maybe I’m a just a bit paranoid
But am I turning into a bloody android?
The sky is painted with blood tonight
With eagles falling dead
Calling, calling
I see them beckoning me
Calling, calling
I see them beckoning me
Dawning, dawning
Something is dawning on me
Dawning, dawning
That cold is the eye of a death satellite
Yes, cold is the eye of the death satellite