| We came into the woods of the wolves
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| Seeking allies for the war
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| Renowned were the proud warriors
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| Of the seven forest tribes
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| We went deep into the woods
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| The trees now blocking out the light
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| A man clad in gray approached
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| And spoke these words unto us
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| «I am the son of wolves
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| Mother Nature is my mistress
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| I am the king of the wilds
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| The Wolfborn am I»
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| «Fight for me» I said to him
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| «And I shall reward you and all your kind»
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| «We need neither riches nor glory» he said
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| «We serve only the gods and the forest»
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| «Feast with me in my halls tonight
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| And I shall hear you out»
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| We then followed him to his grove
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| As he sang this song
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| It was truly a great feast to behold
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| Meat and drink to our hearts desire
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| And as day turned into night
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| Drinking songs echoed in the hall
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| Until the lord of the woods rose to speak
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| And silence again fell on the gathering
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| «This world faces dark times
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| I feel it like a whisper on the wind
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| I am a creature of the light
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| And in this quest I shall aid you»
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| «I am the son of wolves
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| Mother Nature is my mistress
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| I am the king of the wilds
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| The Wolfborn am I» |