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    I stand upon the hill and spill my sorrow into the sky.
    My howls echo through the darkness as foxes flash by,
    A lone wolf standing upon a ledge to gaze upon the moon,
    To follow the light... to leave a cursed world soon.

    With or without my comrades I stand tall,
    No fear will scare me away at all,
    Only a past to forget,
    And a past full of regret.

    I fled from a paradise that only I could despise,
    A hell when I didn't fit in... dwelling in lies,
    I couldn't shake the feeling that I had,
    And when I spoke... they said I was mad.

    Now I smell the blood from their corpses behind me,
    My warnings unheard to the souls who don't agree,
    A howl to the Moon could set you free,
    Even at the cost of dying beneath an Ashen Tree.

    ♥A Wolves Freedom Call♥