Jaws of the Wolf

This maelstrom we endure This era of anguish Caught in a backlash Of fury and fist From the first warning, gone! To the danger zone Of struggle and strife And far from home For the storm clouds that form With the cold winds that blow Are blizzard conditions That blind with the snow And we’re twisted and turned Tormented and tossed In cyclones of swirl We’re cast off and lost – As we strive to survive ‘Neath the bruising skies We’re running in place And cannot deny The snarl and the snap Of fang and of tooth Hot on our heels The jaws of the wolf –