Wolf

Through lands I’m like to never know
My howl will ring through the night
Like stars shattering the valley below
I dread to gleam upon the sight
With blood adrip to kinfolk forgotten
In deaths due name I find reflection
To the sick, mamed, and ever downtrodden
Your rest comes o’er sung inspection
Begot my name for it echoes beyond
On sin it carries our divine will
Hope falls to which never responds
I know I am but stranger still
Though lonesome I may indeed be
I run with the pack through days unseen

I run with the pack through days unseen
Let my cries, and lies, enter frail minds
The sight of me brings terror so pristine
That words utter through time aligned
If my tooth and nail fail to appease
The will of gods and man alike
Then I rest my weary head to ease
For surely I will set to blight
With nature’s command I hold account
To the hole in truth demanded
My work done is too paramount
Envious the wood, my soul branded
Perhaps I shall fall from mine throne
Of which I am not like to condone

Of which I am not like to condone
That who seeks to uphold thine name
Under tow to that who must postpone
With violence in banishment I do maim
Destiny’s name engraved upon hollow ground
Stick to my side through the battles ahead
I will charge forward to the sound
Of death formed in mine own head
Perhaps we will sit and laugh one day
At the rain passed o’er our shadow
In countenance fall to veil I’d say
Hearts made too deep but shallow
Through furred visage amast reliquary
Come the breath o’ deprived men wary

Come the breath o’ deprived men wary
Fangs to bare, and red to yet spill
Clawed to black, reach to fairy
Read the heat of ink to quill
Across the planes piled quite to brim
With damnation sprung from parted lips
I sing a tale forged in making so grim
You will feel as I burn away your quips
To death I do sing a song forged by hate
Shadowy mirth fills my gaze unbound
In pain doth we call to that which relates
The crying of those above, tears to the sound
Lash out in greed though poverty so visceral
Break free from our grime unto subliminal

Break free from our grime unto subliminal
These scars you hold dear enlighten even I
Words so powerful it holds yet criminal
To cry out for leeches impounding your lie
Oh help me my fateful, help me to envision
What life may be like, free from the tyrant
Though my own tears do lull to and glisten
We’ll truly see as life becomes duly vibrant
But what if that hope fades to gray indeed
Just as those of who came before us
Do the stars hope for our true misdeed
If we still break through their trust
I know not what looms tomorrow
Yet I do know it brings to sorrow

Yet I do know it brings to sorrow
Those who would attempt to run
From all dreams turn to borrow
As the light of sky’s hold is begun
Perhaps I shall be free at silence long last
And chains will no longer hold me in fear
To you I sing of ever great bombast
Where I turn to see but you my dear
At land do meet to the setting sky
Met below that dark, cool precipice
Unto which your sullen solemn cry
Begins to break from so tremulous
While I bleed mine self of life
There is nothing but come strife

It is the end of life greedily borrowed
That I keep so close to my heart
And your smile to keep unfurrowed
The ridges that kept us apart
I know not what lay ahead for thee
As I fade to the muck for good
Beyond pale twilight I do see
The place where we once stood
I’m sorry I must leave you now
Alone to prowl at night’s watch
For I am merely a wolf’s howl
That left but insignificant notch
I cannot fathom that your tears may blow
Through lands I’m like to never know