Fourteen days kept in a cell; captor's face I learned to well. Skin of pearl, eyes of black, length of sloe hair down your back. Alien filth within my mind -- You thought you'd win if you'd had time. Wild wolf spirit you would break, my rebellious freedom take.
Hatred burns me, dark and strong; Even wolves know right from wrong. She snake, pry, black wasp, lie. Now's my chance to watch you die!
My Chief's cub within your arms -- Tempt me! Do the wolfling harm! Prove you're a fool as well as liar, setting the whole tribe on fire. We'd hunt you 'til your lair was found; then, like an elk, we'd run you down. But you're still here within my sights, and I want you with all my might!
I've a friend to keep my bowstring free, Hatred draws and aims for me. You scoff me, but soon you'll see -- That you never should have set me free!
Turn around! Turn around! I want you to see who can best you! Eyes a-gazing, spirit blazing. Dare you, witch -- turn around! Turn around! Turn around! Turn around!