I howl

 I howl with

Ghosts of time

Along ancient paths

Along old runes

Past the old graves

I howl with

Wind and stars

Flight of the crows

I howl with

Stormy lakes

Cold winter days

Waves of the black sea

I howl with

Packs long gone

Grey and proud

Last of the wild

I howl with

Orphans of life

Their cries

For their parents

I howl with

Sun and birds

Their songs of life

Shall the kingdom be 

One of theirs

I howl with

Spear in my hand

Shield in another

Beating of drums

Flags above the ground

Forefathers' deeds

I howl with

Morning 

Morning shall rule the darkness

But we rule no one

Not even ourselves

I howl 

To kindgom gone.

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