Bitting, chill of the night Silhouettes of black trees Danced in the eerie light Rocks, as bleak as winter ice A wolf stood silver black Leader of a great new pack You sniff, skin prickles, smell the scent Power’s loose tonight Power of the wolf Stars, stretch into infinity A howl of triumph A howl of destiny Head, rised to the sky Howl down the tales of old Their ancient quest retold