A white wolf of the night
Tis’ but a star in a lonely Galaxy
Forgotten, and not forgiven
Just as another before him
His brother is dead, and his parent is as strong
But he rules with passion, Aggression, and pride
As a star in the blue, open sky.
As beauty is to pain
He fits the description
No doubt he is gorgeous
But he will put you down without pity
He still is king, but as time goes
Nothing can prosper
Everything must go.