Remembrance of Wolf Howling

Posted by Dennis Ng , Tuesday, September 8, 2009 1:00 PM

Oh when since love was meant to be?
who under the stars and moon misses me?
For all whom i truly love is gone and forever
forbidden love, wounds and hurts hidden in the sea

betrayer and denials, are they friends of love?
why always, they never failed to intrude into my love?
Is it that love was never meant to be for me?
Or is it that love is simply that weak to crumble and tumble?

Being attacked and pierce over and over again
Can who even recognize this heart anymore?
Squash and smash beyond recognition..
It could never be the same again

It seems that promises are meant to be broken
The three words "I love U" meant to be a lie
No one ever kept such a promise... not any three of them
And the last of 3, is not what i ever want to see again

Then i place myself in the mist of new people
but the heart was never the same again
because it could no longer feel any more
A hope destroyed beyond repair by what women have done

There were new and pretty faces
just to realize they were also hurt and wounded people
so much youth and foolishness within..
yet to face the reality of this cruel heartless world

I was unable to set my heart to hurt them
many many things can be done... but did not
to see the softness and weakness within me
why did i just simply give a part of myself away?

Did my heart really lost itself...
before the mirror nothing appears
hiding beneath the grave before its time
from the bloodshed that never ceases on land

Fate.. maybe there is such a thing, But just a enemy of mine
When heaven come against me..
how can i fight against it...
but to simply suffer in the satanic world...

Can who touch and understand this with me...
and hear me out a little bit..
And quench the burns of wound a little
A little hug and sympathy...

To open my eyes and see... the world is empty
And carry all the burdens, and walk forth ..
to harden and Harken, to hunt and to live...
To prey and survive, even if it has to be alone

The full moon comes to visit, a Howl of remembrance
How beautiful this cunning bloody moon is
surrounded by darkness and shimmering of stars
Just like the counting the numbers of lies, betrayer, wickedness, evil, schemes,
remember them all, forget them none.

Consuming and growing to the survival of the fittest
Doing whatever i can everyday, to live for 1 more day
Protecting the younger packs, and to the one that bears them
The strength to crush fate, even if it has to be.