I am a lone wolf running without a pack,
they call for me but I ain’t going back.
The smell of the broken pact still lingers in my head.
The scare on my face is still wet.
I am a lone wolf, I have been ruled and betrayed,
the image of her dead is, forever, engraved in my chest.
I am a lone wolf running before death,
they hunt for me but I ain’t easy to entrap.
Blood thirsty arrow and shots,
are always aimed well.
But even the gatekeeper of hell says,
I am swifter then death!
I am a lone wolf I have been bitten and chased;
surrounding me from all directions they blocks my view of heaven and hell.
Gun points towards me,
they plan my farewell.
The midsummer moon shine,
reminds me of friends.
But I am a lone wolf,
without a pack.
Cold stared in their eyes,
disappoints me with their dismay.
Leap at their master,
followed by shots from south and west.
How I survive, they will never know.
They are all dead and that's all you need to know.
I am a lone wolf careless and wild,
these chains and cuffs ain’t enough to enslave me.
Theses norms and traditions are there believes.
This beguiling and killing are their favorite deeds.
I am just a lone wolf destined to be free;
no king above me, I only run to fulfill the awaited dreams.
