The Sprit of the Wolf lives in us all,
To look in their eyes will tell
the tales of a thousand years.
Their courage and endurance through time,
Shine through these majestic creatures.
Now all this might be coming to an end.
Many men want to see them destroyed,
These beautiful creatures are feared and hated.
They cant defend themselves,
so it is up to us.
We are the ones that beleive in their magic,
We are the ones who have to fight to protect them,
before they are all gone and all is left
is a memory.
He looks into my eyes and sees my soul,
I look into his eyes and see the pain and fear.
The pain and fear that we have caused...
But I see in his eyes,
We are starting to recover..
