There is no lone Wolf
She holds the world within her heart and her family within her soul,
She breaks the shackles of the heart and bends them to her rule.
They hunt for life when nature calls and tends to those who fall.
Regret nothing but to those that sin and hope they learn the call.
Blood flows like a river within your tongue and bleeds upon your eye.
The cry grows stronger with every howl and echoes beyond the sky.
The pack is strong with hope and skill,
But are greedy when it comes to kill.
He sacrifices life to feed and save you,
but fights and kills to rule you.
He will catch your scent and taste your prey,
But never will he stray.
This pack is a family and a family bound,
Without the Alpha there is no sound,
Without the Omega there is no ground.
I wish I were a wolf, to love the world around.