They call my name on the wind begging me to return again. The hunt, the fight the thrill of the bite. When will all this end, life after life, fight after fight. I owe them my life but all they can claim is the pain.
The pack runs swift to reclaim my soul, the demons stand ready as they approach, claws and teeth shine in the moon light. I smell the blood and feel the pain, my soul is shattered as he falls. My friend, my guardian, i call out his name......The pack retreats my soul is lost.....
Now i shall pay for my sins as the darkness closes in....
