Wolf's Honour

Oh the forest fears the wolf beneath the silver moon They whisper of his claws beneath the endless night They never see him guard his own beneath the pale moonlight They never see him waiting by the den before the dawn comes soon Oh they call him cruel because his fangs are made of stone They never hear the hunger he carries in his chest For every step he takes is so his family may rest For every bone he breaks is for the ones he calls his own Oh nobody asks why the wolf cries into the sky Nobody asks what names are hidden within his song Never knowing where his loyalty belongs They only fear the shadow passing by The wolf was never cruel in the end We only feared a heart we could not call friend