O uivo do Lobo/ The lonely wolf.

I'm the lonely wolf who wanders through the shadows of the night
Where the foolish desires of a heart's man can't ever possibly think to be in.
I'm the lonely wolf who wanders through the shadows of the death
And fears nothing but the shape of itself.

I'm the lonely wolf who holds keys to the other half of myself
Where the locked outrageous songs remain in silence and eternity.

I'm the true lonely wolf, that ever, forever - walks alone.