Wolfe

I am the Wolfe
The world I hold
I am the snow too
I have the claw
The blood I draw
Which is my own?

I've fought with the Wolfe who hides in snow
I burn with the light, Icarus hold me
Persephone have mercy on my soul
The surrounding leaves catch me as I bleed
The Earth is to my knees

I am the Wolfe, the world I hold
I am the snow too
I have the claw the blood I draw
Which is my own?

I've learned to prowl and scrounge in trees
And that the bark can no less harm me
The thirst I feel I bow down on my knees
The rhyme of life gives purpose as it beats
Reluctant to breathe

I am the Wolfe, the world I hold
I am the snow too (I am the Wolfe)
I have to claw the blood I draw
Which is my own? (Which is my own?)
Spent my days learning to behave
Standing in my grave (In my grave)
To talk, to learn, to grow, to yearn
Is all but a Wolfe in vain
It is all but a Wolfe in pain
It is all but a Wolfe