What are we but lonesome creatures prowling in the Night.
Under the stars, under the sky, under the cold moonlight.
The beauty, the sorrow, the laughter and fears,
We'll be here tomorrow, for more smiles and tears.
There's nothing after, we live for naught
After all the emotions and battles we've fought.
Why do we? Why do we try? There is no reward in dying,
No reward in winning, no reward in trying.
We are wolves in the Night, but we're only howling because it's better than silence.
Live for the moments that make this world, your world.
No one else will for you. Your world, you have the right.
No one else can do what you can, so don't let them stop you.
Cry when you have sorrow. Laugh when you have cause to and
Love, because that is the greatest feeling of all.
And you are blessed to have it.
