The wolf's lament

The wolf is howling a lament at the moon,
It’s tears a fading as so does the dusk,
The sky embraces it with such warmth,
It shies away as the ice strikes in,
The wolf is howling a lament at the moon,
It chastises the sky with claws like thorns,
it growls of traitors and crimson snow,
of ash and flames that claimed the dusk,
the day that came,
the new one coming,
the dusk that forever,
shall force it fleeing,