Feel the wolf inside the spirit alive.
Feel your senses heighten.
The thrill of the hunt, the claws dig into the ground.
Silent shadows move in the darkest night,
Running in the distance far,
Underneath the moon and stars.
The wolf is like no other,
Red in tooth and claw like natures maw.
Growling, snarling, biting, bleeding, the fight must go on.
Wolf withstanding man's hate,
Wild, fierce and free.
The wolf has sung it's song,
It will be tamed by no one.
Written 18th September 2014 By Kelly O'Hara
Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 11:05 AM UTC
Feel the wolf inside the spirit alive.
Feel your senses heighten.
The thrill of the hunt, the claws dig into the ground.
Silent shadows move in the darkest night,
Running in the distance far,
Underneath the moon and stars.
The wolf is like no other,
Red in tooth and claw like natures maw.
Growling, snarling, biting, bleeding, the fight must go on.
Wolf withstanding man's hate,
Wild, fierce and free.
The wolf has sung it's song,
It will be tamed by no one.
Written 18th September 2014 By Kelly O'Hara