Wolf's Dream

I'm plunging into storm rains, Leaves are frostbitten black and blue. I'm lying on the tense frozen ground, Keeping closed my eyes to that gloom. Words and thoughts of nowhere sway deep My dreams. The dream of a wolf in the endless deep Drought. I'm dreaming about my previous life, My memories live like withered leaves. Remember my last lunar night before my fallen To teach all the wolves. The northern gods wake sermons, Remember I'm the beast, the raider of dreams. The northern wind cherished my soul, Remember sweet scent of flesh and The warm promise Of lying slow. My slumber soothes my pain, the revel of the Gods is not real. Only hunger for real lands, one more brother That stands on his ground. We screamed out and kissed the water of Pain. Death, the woollen of blood, orchards of Crosses. Our flesh like the tarp was crucified. We were drunk in deep knowing to be forgotten. But now in memory we cross Their line. We Cross Their Line. I see the domination of hidden gods in dark Of my dormant memory. I see how we gathered to ruin the sky Before eternal wish we mentioned the moon. Torment me and you forever in the shadow Of the past. Leave me here in these dark trees and fortress For the angels of dawn. Bury me in the brilliant forest where blood Flows life. Embers to ashes and rust leading to nightmarish Dreams. In the dream of predator Lush with life. Lush with Life