Mother wolf Wakes for her nighty feast For the hunt She is leaving her lair Pack of young Follows the elder beast Danger spreads In the throbbing cool air
Moon's high and nox is young Hunters wander through night Blood's red sharp are claws Tribe is ready for fight In the world of hate In the world of greed Mother wolf protects her breed In the world of lie In the world of sin She grows up predator kin
Snowy fangs Grin in blood-hungry smile Amber eyes Glancing coldly and sage Nature's child Innocent but still vile Tenderness Quickly turns into rage