Fenrir
Behind the thinnest vein
at the edges shadow,
the wolf in your heart
paces.
The wolf is hunting.
Under the strongest fist
at the line of sanity,
the wolf in your heart
growls.
The wolf is hunting.
The wolf is hunting.
Above the highest hope
at the brink of faith,
the wolf in your heart
sings.
The wolf is hunting.
The wolf is hunting
The wolf is hunting.
Beside the nearest love
at the final end,
the wolf in your heart
is silent
something primal; yet beautiful. for she.
Z out.
Behind the thinnest vein
at the edges shadow,
the wolf in your heart
paces.
The wolf is hunting.
Under the strongest fist
at the line of sanity,
the wolf in your heart
growls.
The wolf is hunting.
The wolf is hunting.
Above the highest hope
at the brink of faith,
the wolf in your heart
sings.
The wolf is hunting.
The wolf is hunting
The wolf is hunting.
Beside the nearest love
at the final end,
the wolf in your heart
is silent
something primal; yet beautiful. for she.
Z out.
woke up thinking of you.
looked at the moon just before and thought of you.
12:30 my time is excellent.
take care as always.
its always a pleasure to dance for you