• I am the lone wolf who dens inside this mountain,
    But this wolf only dens here for but a moment.
    I traveled here from far beyond the horizon,
    In exile I trod here.

    I came with naught but a small bag,
    To sustain me in my wanderings.
    I arrived here weary and beaten down,
    My head hung low as the sun lay down it’s brow.

    I pass you all by in the daylight,
    My eyes void of any will to fight.
    I nodded to you , face to face I stood,
    A simple loner like me who knows my place is good.

    But alas I prowl these halls longing to run home,
    T howl at the moon under the night sky as I roam.
    So tonight I sit in my cave, so full of lonely pains.
    For you see my friend,

    For years I wandered, for years I sought,
    For that home beyond that horizon that I have lost.
    But now I sit here the lone wolf in this valley,
    The lone soul with out an ally