One wolf roams lonely, through the undergrowth / he has to go alone
Only the moon alone, can be with him now / his way is now only to him / no one else would recognize
This way he must go alone after the soft kiss of Death / he wants to be alone
He sneaks tired, through the dense undergrowth / a last look, a last howl, into the moons face
The heart fails / his eyes breaks / he fell asleep peacefully
Now he have no longer sneak, through his territory / he loved freedom very much / now he has found his way
He has defeated his own death /his soul is now free / free from constraints in this world / his soul now gets wings