Born on the breath of winters cold wind
A feral beast with eyes like the sky
Sent by the spirits to guide and protect
The ultimate honor to die by his side
The sweetest memory is the time taken
To sow the seeds of love in times of death
Forged in the frost covered heart of the mountain
A sacred bind amongst wolf and his man
To honor and carry the hearts of each other
As long as I live I'd give my life for his
Time marches on
Like rolling thunder on the edge of the rising dawn
We move in silence through the grove
The scent of blood on the autumn wind
I close my eyes and lend my destiny
To the wolf that guides the hunters hand
Bathed in the light of a dew kissed dawn
The wolf nods his head toward the rising Sun
His hot breath smoking like spirits in the wind
And I know in my heart that mine makes its home within his
