Wolf-mother, where you've been?
You look so worn, so thin
You're a taker, devil's maker
Let me hear you sing, hey-ya hey-ya

Wolf-father, at the door
You don't smile anymore
You're a drifter, shape-shifter
Let me see [bad word]  hey-ya hey-ya

Holy light over the night
Oh, keep the spirit strong
Watch it grow, child of woe
Oh, keep holdin' on

When I ran through the deep dark forest
Long after this begun
Where the sun would set,
The trees were dead,
And the rivers were none.
And I hope for a trace
To lead me back
Home from this place
But there was no sound
There was only me,
And my disgrace

Wolf-mother, where you been?
You look so worn, so thin
You're a taker, devils-maker
Let me hear you sing, hey-ya hey-ya

Wolf-father, at the door
You don't smile anymore
You're a drifter, shape-shifter
Let me see [bad word]  hey-ya hey-ya

Wayward winds, a voice that sings
Of a forgotten land
See it fall, child of woe
Oh, lend a mending hand

When I ran through the deep dark forest
Long after this begun
Where the sun would set,
The trees were dead,
And the rivers were none.
And I hope for a trace
To lead me back
Home from this place
But there was no sound
There was only me,
And my disgrace