I am the name you've engraved into stone

I am the master of all that I see

I am the sound that consumes your silence

I am the fire that spills into your lungs

I am the fear that betrays your temple


I am the master of my own temple


I wait for the earths mind to be made up

The loss of the light is a sign of remembrance

As I fall away from the dream I'm awakened

The roots under rocks cannot mold my bones yet


When stars are contagious

When the roots have their grasp on me

Then I'll know it's time


Cold is the wind, when the howl is born

A siren to speak to blood

Shadows crawl and snake to dust

and the dirt shrieks its warnings thus:


The wolves have come child

The wolves have come

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