Walking alone in the snow land
My paws can feel the cold sand
My fur is grey, it's nothing grand
Coz I'm not a sorcerer with a wand
I am always hunting and eating alone
Chewing and spitting out all the bone
In the cold wind I'm there quivering alone
Everyone think that I'm already long gone
Emotions are like a merry-go-round ride
Whenever I feel sad no one is by my side
My tears won't stop no matter how hard I tried
A wolf'll never know how to wipe its tears dried
Blood is oozing from my wound
The pain was like being crushed under a thousand pound
Yea, I will never make a sound
Because there is no one who will come and pity me around
I am the only one
Sitting at my throne
Alone...
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