Songs of Wolves
Yonder day is breakingBut still our time is greyA tribe awaiting hungerWill pray for us today
Forfill the given promiseBring legacy to comeWe slay beneath the sunAnd I, the leader one
Our rising is awaitingA wolfcry for the hope(?) all the huntersYour jugdment is our doom
Storm, cold, wet and windyHard and firmly greySensation bringing breezeSeeking (?)
Over crusted silenceWolf (?) pattern runYonder in the moonlightEvil stands alone
Our rising is awaitingA wolfcry for the hope(?) all the huntersYour jugdment is our doom