Astral Wolves
We all are wolves
from every clime
Baying at moons
of our own design

Souls of gods
the amber of mind
Embedded by choice
in the jewel of time

We are the travellers
and we are the inns
From whence the journey
ends and begins

There is no crypt
to which we are claim
For Nothing CAN hold us-
save only in vain!

We fight with shadows
to lose or to win
To revel in Glory
and swagger in Sin.

 

Ishte maren nalu
te anala e' ravin
tane tuare ene
etu rejon deala
-Jefre