okami no kujo

Bright wolf rabid moon bit me mad    
barking fever from tawny lungs so fierce    
tracking uphill by scent in forests dense foliage    
wounded hunkered prey downwind  
   
pick up the pace as the wild narrows slumber  
the last encounter in open fields standing your ground  
fight or flee in soil planted firm  
tell me would you bleed for thee  
   
i could eat you with just my rabid eyes  
the hunters sought my pelt as trophy  
their tainted trap carcass i kick back  
i die proud in trillium's touching song  
so point me out for all to see  
   
this frontier is not my final trial  
i lick bleeding wounds trailing    
called home to these hills    
mountain memories of east Tennessee  
   
red wolf ...  
red wolf...  
lay dying by the stream  
breathing shallow  
far from callow  
relict  
time caught up with me  
   
Spruce fir standing    
in mists summit at Clingmans dome    
Southern Appalachia ate my soul  
archaic hearts poisonous when raw, but edible after cooking