Hear my song

Hear my song, hear me sing,

come to me, wear my ring,

lost and afraid, dark and alone,

where am I, where is the stone,

desperate, digusted, tossed, and turned

my life, my love, often was spurned.

Come to me the darkened moon,

down from dawns happy tune,

crying out into the nighttimes dark

disturbing the sleeping of the lark,

darkness abounds, light doesn't shine,

time creeps forward, it is sublime.

Across the hills through the dark of night

where I hunt and where lies my plight

cross the country, cross the glade

my fur blowing in the wind, where I go to trade

time and distance mean nothing to me

all I ask is that you let me be.

Where do I travel in the night

across the land till early light,

who am I the wolfen one

crying my howls until the sun

does shine upon the land

daytime now is at  hand.

I am one with the dark,

my prey  had better take hark,

for I am wolf, hunter throughout

of this you can have no doubt,

I will hunt, I will kill, I will wait

till the one I seek finds it to late.