The Mark of the Wolf

I prowl the shadow lands
Looking for the lost and the damned
I am the pack leader without a pack
I am the fallen looking for a way back.
I hear the calls of the chosen
I race forward against time
For all is won and lost
And all hope has its cost.


For my foot falls shadow the wind
My heartbeat is thunder in the air
And I breathe to the sound of a whisper
And you will know that I am there.
See the sun and know my hopes
Feel the rain and know my tears
Taste the wind and know I live
Hold the earth and you will hold life.
So if you are lost, whisper my name
Wayward and damned, may again seek the truth
I will gather the pack
And guard your back
And all will stand as one

By Scott aka Shadow Wolf

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