I ran with the wolves
Howled at night's full moon
Ate my prey warm
With it's heart still pounding
But moon after moon passed
Alfa wolves rose and fell
And I no longer recognize
Original clan
They speak of me as the grey wolf
The ancient one who howls
Up above the highest peaks
The grey ghost of the ancient past
I sleep with the always cold
Looking down from the highest passes
Even with cloudy eyes
I still see
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 10:23 PM UTC
I ran with the wolves
Howled at night's full moon
Ate my prey warm
With it's heart still pounding
But moon after moon passed
Alfa wolves rose and fell
And I no longer recognize
Original clan
They speak of me as the grey wolf
The ancient one who howls
Up above the highest peaks
The grey ghost of the ancient past
I sleep with the always cold
Looking down from the highest passes
Even with cloudy eyes
I still see
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