A wolfs cry

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