Desolation: White Wolf

Flight of the ravens
Scent of the snow
I wish my brother I could bring to you
You never spoke great words of peace
You were the thing in your silent kindness.

For all those who would hurt you: I wish I could have taken this
Blow for you
For all those who hurt you: I wish it had been my blood instead
Of you.

Now must I leave you here in this bitter silent desolation?
Into this world of the hollow winds into this gray (and) leafless
Winter day.

Craving for the blood that shed yours
We leave you abandon you
Sweet brother sleep in this land of mist and snow.

As if never there - the heat of battle and the agony of our loss
Gray skies hollow winds wet snow covers our struggles triumphs
- gentle pitiless.

Let the tide turn let oceans shift
Wolf-mother rise avenge my love
Let the new era of vengeance begin
My angel is fallen my kindness is lost:

I tell you the age of love is over
I tell your crime shall find you:
I tell you - White Wolf shall drink your blood on the grave
Of her love.