Sacandaga

Golden sunsets whisper

Pastel painted skies

Fading lights embrace

Hills of endless pine

Can you hear her calling?

Dusk's eternal blanket falls

Darkness rolling silent

Over mountains high

Hemlock bleeding warm sap

Leaves dance on autumn sky

Shadows move in softly

Creeping darkness falls

Ancient spirits whisper

Spells of moon and earth

Seven sacred pines

Soaring ever high

A road to the stars

Painted through the sky

Autumn wind comes softly

Kissing my bare chest

Ancestral strength consumes me

I am reborn

Skyward we rise

Over moss encrusted hemlock

To awaken the hearts of long forgotten gods

Ashes of the forest are flowing through my body

Bestowing great strength and the will to carry on

The passage of time slows to a soft whisper

Like wind in the pines while the creek flows softly by

A blackened wolf spirit with feral eyes of fire

Watches from the shores of the river of my mind

Awakened by the vision of a thousand lives before me

My spirit flies free on the hallowed winds of time

And as the dream fades, my mortal form becomes me

The wolf's eyes fall upon me and our spirits intertwine

A Celestial womb of ash

Behind her eyes of fire

A Celestial womb of ash

Behind the eyes of her spirit