The Howling

If my mind becomes cloudy
Then my soul shines.

I bring desolation
Where The coldest white
And the darkest black
Become horizon.

As a son of Kaamos
I abide my fate
I keep my soul warm
In this frozen lands lack of faith.

The breed comes out
As a howl and this one
Announces the prey's pain
It'll vanish with crystal water of the lake.

The wind bring a trail
Due to this I live
Bloody fangs making last breaths.

The howling begins
Now, the howling.

Where the coldest white
And the darkest black
Become horizon, then
I bring desolation.

Am I a slave of my flairs?
Is there something to find
Beyond the flesh?

Maybe What I'm looking for
Is inside myself
Tell me mother
What am I?

Running, running to this endless winter
Nobody from nowhere can stop me.

Only to the impulses I belong
Only Moon provides, not the sun.

I give myself to the howl
Since I was born.