Solitarius Lupus - The Lone Wolf

Guided by the stars at night,
Engulfed in quilts of darkness,
Raised and reared by wolves to fight,
The type that bite, no barking,
Stone cold eyes of grey and ice,
Frozen heart and soul,
Addicted to this way of life,
The lonely path I chose.

I shred from shadow to shadow,
Like a ghost with haunting habits,
Selfish cunning and savage,
Hunting for victims to ravage,
My mouth salivates for blood,
My lust for love is lost,
I dwell on desolate mountains,
And howl the winds of God.