He stands alone, he sleeps alone and fights alone,
But all he wants is to be left alone.
And he runs far north, south, west or east,
And yet has still to challenge many beasts.
And he defines wisdom, strength, power and leadership,
Although he howls alone and stare at the moon, he sits.
Leveling out the odds that he may get stick,
In the pack of wolves and their deceitful pit.
So all at night he wonders the dark woods,
To find his mate and protect as he should.
And both God and Lucifer works in mysterious ways,
He can't stay one place, so he keeps on the move always.
Beware of his stare, out of the dark his eyes glares,
To strike fear in every heart and soul that comes near.
To keep all unwanted far far away,
To keep himself lone as long as he can stay.
And he gets old and quiver alone he fights his pain,
And when his time is over alone, he'll fall the same.
Leaving a legacy for other wolves to track,
The lone wolf will never die because more always comes back.