Verse 1: My howl remembers blood and flame, The heroes’ deeds, the fallen names. Under the gibbous moon I sing, The stories that the ages bring. Chorus: I am the fire that keeps the past, The song that binds the pack at last. Through rage and sorrow, hope is clear, The Galliard’s voice is always near. Verse 2: Drums of thunder, claws of war, I praise the dead, I call for more. Legends rise where songs are sown, In every tale, the truth is known. Chorus: I am the fire that keeps the past, The song that binds the pack at last. Through rage and sorrow, hope is clear, The Galliard’s voice is always near. Bridge: Stories carve the path we tread, Through every howl, through every dead. The moonlight swells, the chorus grows, The heart remembers what it knows. Outro: Sing the glory, sing the pain, The wolf is one, the wolf remains. Gibbous moon, I raise the song, The pack is strong, we all belong.
