Wolf Song

Some say that our cries grow silent

Some have said we have vanished from this plane

Do you think so?

Do you think us gone forever?

We are wolves...

We hunt as one, live as one, die and love as one

Sometimes at night you will hear us

Sometimes on misty nights you won't

But somewhere, out there

We are alive

At the end of a year

Many of us are gone

Many have been killed by the hunter's gun

Where is our justice?

Where are the ones who said they loved us?

Though our song is fainter

Though you no longer hear us on most nights

We are still here

We are not gone

But our question remains

How much longer do we have?