Wolves Poem by Alexander Foald

Another collision in the sky
Between the shines of the stars
Breaking the cover apart
When the universe can see its lies

Contemplation in the society
Rings the bell waking up the guards
As the sun goes down to the valley
We lose the light to survive

Of these sins, of these abominations
Hatred falls on the one who took the money
Like everybody else, that’s something can drive you
Out of the forest, back to the vanity

I’m crawling up to my higher
Unleash my fire burns the outcome
While everything remains the same
I can forgive myself to the death