Saint Lyrix

Of Wolves as Angels

Far beyond the urban reach
We wild canines come out to play
We always try the youngsters teach
The cat and mouse classic clićhe 

We roam the woods in search of prey
For sport and fun 
In quiet we lay
And of we run past aging day 
Paws soaked with sun
Warm fur of grey

We tail poor deer
Past wood and stone 
And smell the fear 
Of color red tone
We\'re oh so near
I bite the bone
And oh my dear
Your\'e quiet alone

We maul and grin
Blood bath had grown
Past hours till thin
Small yawns were shown
We wait for moon
We watch it rise
Please come on soon
We close our eyes
I feel the urge
It\'s no surprise
We wolves cant purge
The full moon it cries
I\'m on my verge
And oh my my
My voice it surges
High high high

We hear each other
The howls they fly
We live one another 
And again we try 
Both him and her
Blue eyes are tied
They wont deter
From side to side
Emotions stirred
Two tails shall glide
The night now blurred
We all must hide
The moon nows sets
Its cast low tide
But we wont forget 
Our passion and pride

Here comes the cold
Heat from fur subsides
We were so bold 
Next to each other we reside
Now warmth behold
With snow white hide
And little snowflakes untold 
Upon our noses shall ride
As our ears assertive
And our teeth confide
The lens immersive
White flashes collide

We mostly subdue
And our beauty show
So many of you
Would only angels know