The Darkness of night I do embrace,
Within it's folds my heart does race.
Among it's spirits I will tread,
Ignoring those who are now dead.
The howel of wolves my heart will heed,
And send me running along the steed.
The pack will shun me once again,
They refuse to bring me in.
Alone I stand beneath the stars,
With no comfort save for my scars.
Within the night I will remain,
With only the spirits anguished refrain.