From the rust, and the wreckage I’ve been doing this a decade. Beaten down never KEPT down. This is my time! This is my town! li-mavadi born and raised, London calling once again. Less flash — more bash, Here comes another masterclass. Nord-Iron spirit, Belfast confetti, Standing tall long as God’ll let me. Don’t play games — don’t mess around, You’re in my ring where I stand proud. Pre-Chorus (Build with drums rising) Broken dreams, no compromise, The show goes on as advertised. Vision clear — remains the same, This Irish Wolfhound won't be tamed. CHORUS (Big stomp-along heel anthem) This is my path to glory! You’re just a tag-line in my story! God loves a trier — prepare to fight, Dream on… Cause Wolfie's here tonight! Dream on… Dream on… ’Cause Wolfie’s here tonight. Final Chorus (Bigger, meaner, heavier) This is my path to glory! You’re just a footnote in my story! From li-mavadi, London calls, The Wolfhound prowls these hallowed halls! This is my ring! This is my time You're being hunted by the Irish Wolfhound
