You walk alone,
Sleep alone,
Cry alone,
Die alone.

You are the Wolf that walks alone.
You have no friends, none of your kind,
Will there ever be a friend for you to find?
You walk in sadness, and despair,
No one to love you, anywhere.

The world is cruel,
The world is mean,
You walk alone,
Always unseen.

This is your prayer,
A mournful song,
You have never had anywhere to belong.
This is your howl,
Your sad, sad cry.
Crying beneath the open sky.

Does anyone hear you?
Are you truly alone?
Does anyone care about you?
And your bitter moan?

Others walk for you not to find,
They don’t care, they have peace of mind.
You walk alone on a desolate plain,
Will you ever have a home again?

Will anyone cry, weep, wail, or moan,
At the death of the Wolf that walks alone?