Blood Of The Wolf

Sixty eight, the year I was in womb

No one there to catch her when she fell

This, the blackest night, in the pale of the moonlight

Mother didn’t live, I fare thee well

And as I took in my first breath

Familiar scent the smell of death

Awareness seemed to come at once

It’s the call of the wild

It’s the blood of the wolf

I run through the night, a man-wolf on the loose

I hunt my prey a howl tears through the air

Voices telling me you must destroy humanity

Have them peer beyond the veil without a care

The full moon shining overhead

My enemies will leave here dead

The rage and anger that I feel

It’s the call of the wild

Blood of the wolf

Dark thoughts are assailing me

I change into my crinos form it sets me free

The wyrm concerns me they’re on my mind

I know why I changed what was I lookin’ to find?

Perform the rite then I head for the site

Another black night in the pale of the moonlight

I take the path to the edge of the creek

I’m a lot closer to the place that I seek

I often cry and sit and wonder why

They killed my mama ‘cause she was a wolf

She was a wolf, it’s the call of the wild, callin’ me

Sixty eight, the year I was alone

Before the pack, before the litany

Amari howls-from-soul

Black fury’s a-mauling me

I take her in the night I plant the seed

The metis cub my progeny

It will share my destiny

Avenging mother – my life’s quest

It’s the call of the wild