The wolfpath leads us there where memories wither
Where skies turned red in the light of sunset
Where skies turned red in the light of sunset
Fire burns within
For a memory’s spin
Leading us back again to the calling lost blue
Join us in this ride
Let us bring you the light
Denying the rules of eternal dead fools
Butterfly flies alone through the cold
Dreaming us back to the first drop of the lake
Changing the turn of the world
Howl
Like a wolf in the night
Thirteenth day has come
So time will write us in the dying sunrise
Drown
In the sea of the night
Dreaming with dew grass
Leaving last trip for us
Wolf of memory within
Rests still for a heart
Ghost town of dream
Let the faith step in
Lying underneath for us
Linlin's Poetry 