Lone wolf where are you going?
The edge of the world is not far enough.
Lone wolf your colors are showing,
life in the pack will always be rough.
Exhausted from outrunning your cold nature;
kin’s warmth won’t melt your heart’s glacier.

Lone wolf why is your spirit so distant?
One of our own but not the same,
passions once uniting now nonexistant
despite us sharing blood and name.
Dreaming of faraway lands has kept you close
but dubbing us home has wanting you leave most.

Lone wolf why do you act so selfish?
Lovers and stories discarded for naught
there’s nothing left for us to relish.
Leave! Leave now without a thought!
Yet when sadness replaces anger we can’t but admire
your own loyalty to yourself that we so much desire.

Lone wolf what is it you truly seek?
None of what we offer seems to satisfy;
love, power and fame are for the weak
what you crave lies with the gods in the sky.
Lone wolf you ought to remember you’re neither god or beast;
human, like those you despise, you shall never be released.