in the morning the wolf howls long
it sings a mournful sorrowful song
its song vibrates through its strong jaws
the earth is firm beneath its large paws
as the morning sun glints off its pelt
the fatal wound that it had dealt
we see the tears fall from its eyes
its for its master that it cries
from the forest comes another keen
through the wolf song the pack is unseen
the pack comes together singing as one
through the song a spell is spun
through the valley their melodies flow
during the day their song will grow
their song lasts till the end of the day
when dusk comes the sky will turn grey
standing there in the full moons light
the wolf song pierces the night
at one time their wounds will mend
when darkness falls the wolf song will end
