Feels ancient and magical Deep in the hush where the old trees sleep A shadow moves that the world forgot to keep Eyes like twilight, fur a violet gleam A living whisper from a forgotten dream *Butterflies* drift where her footsteps fall Ancient and silent, she answers no call Legends say the bloodline broke and died But the forest knows she’s still inside *Purple wolf*, *dire wolf*, born of night *Running* through the *forest*, out of sight They said you were *supposed to be extinct*, a ghost, a lie But here you run beneath the open sky *Mythical*, *mystical*, older than bone You’re a *dog’s ancestor*, wild and alone With *mystical magic* in every stride You’re the pulse the earth could never hide The moonlight bends when she lifts her head The ground remembers what the living said No pack, no name, no chains to bind Just *magic* breathing through her mind They wrote you out of books and time But *magic* never reads the line You run, you hunt, you guide, you dream The last of myth, the living seam *Purple wolf*, *dire wolf*, call of night *Running* through the *forest*, burning bright *Supposed to be extinct*, but here you stand *Mythical* keeper of the old, wild land *Mystical*, *mystical magic* in your veins *Dog’s ancestor* where the wild remains So let the world forget and turn away The *dire wolf* runs, and the night will stay Dire wolf... running...
