Wolves in the Wire

Boot prints cracking on the frosted stone. Breath like smoke in the dark

I walk alone. Old words tangled on my tongue. From another age. Silver thread of

melody. Humming in a cage. Can you hear it

low and wild beneath the drone? Every step kicks up an ember

from the past. Every echo says this night was built to last. Wolves in the

wire. Calling out my name. Static like a battle cry.

Rising through the flame. Wolves in the wire. Tearing through the

haze. I'm dancing with the thunder while the ground shakes. Wolves in the