A Black Wolf's Tale - A Song for Renewal

(To the tune of 'Fairytale in New York')

I'm a Black Wolf, I'm a b*st*rd
I'm a mean m*th*rf*ck*r
I'll cut you to pieces
And leave you for dead.

Chorus:
    And the wolves are marching through the fields
    Of the vanquished and the slain.
    And if challenged be prepared to get the same.

I'm a Black Wolf, I'm trouble,
I'm a cold hearted killer.
Believe what I say
Or I'll cave in your head.

Chorus:
    And the wolves are marching through the fields
    Of the vanquished and the slain.
    And if challenged be prepared to get the same.

I'm a Black Wolf, I'm a drunkard,
Your beer's never safe.
Try to take mine and
I'll rip off your face.

Chorus:
    And the wolves are bumping into trees
    Singing happy little tunes.
    Warriors falling over and wizards lose their runes.