To Wolvesland, I'm bornnTo the clouds and the cold sunnTo X-rays and ghost townsnTo outcasts and breakdownsnnWho put that smile on your face?nWho put that smile on your face?nIn WolveslandnnIn Wolvesland we learnnOur place under the sunnCold hands and burnt skinnWe never really...n...never really beginnnWho put that smile on your face?nWho put that smile on your face?nIn WolveslandnnOur father, killer of mennMan of the world, everyone's friendnWe love and we servenAnd in the end we all get what we deservenIn WolveslandnnMy love, my homenMy chemicals, my bonesnMy wild concrete and sandnMy world - WolveslandnnWho put that smile on your face?nWho put that smile on your face?nIn Wolveslandnn