Beware the wolf that's hair glows silver, for she is the one who brings the winter. Death; despair, a monster in disguise, Her true love has her heart denied. She, the woman, in soulless white, Has the mark of a red and dreadful eye. Her soul torned between good and evil, When the time comes she'll be the devil The nine-tailed werewolf is her name, The monster that brings a circle to fame. She, who unleashed the 12 figures of death, Is maybe our savior or our final breath --- In which a rejected wolf, becomes the world's worst nightmare.