After the blood has shed on the snow,
the warrior whispers farewell.
As the harsh winds continue to blow,
in the shadows the timberwolf will dwell.
The eyes of the wolf glow a mysterious white,
it's fur is smooth with blood and ice.
It looks on to the spirits of the night,
the stars give the warrior a noble cheif's might.
Through the mighty wolf's soul,
the spirit of the warrior lives on.
Death has taken it's final toll.
In the end, the warrior has won.
Be strong brave warrior.