Pyre of dark wolves crying in the air a strange noise of pain Light steps break the silence and the loneliness is just who hear Goes so far no place to go He was brought by this cruel road where he treads again (And he will tread forever) Good walker he profits tool legs looks for nothing that is all he needs He finds himself the explanations stops the walking but not to rely on Goes so far no place to go He was brought by this cruel road where he treads again (And he will tread forever) Keeps walking by alone show him the freedom belongs To leave him go