Denim, studs an leather all the way

They call him a willful grumbler, who's going astray

Looking for a grain of fortune for feeling alive

But the know-all and riffraff never dies

The law demands its order, he's bored with all their lies

He can't take it any longer, his anger will arise

He's a Lonewolf, furious and castaway

Yes, he's a Lonewolf, and he's on the prowl again

He's totally disobedient and he's strong

they disparage and revite him, saying that he is wrong

Unmercifully accused of living free

But the denial of the truth is not a spree

The law demands its order, he's bored with all their lies

He can't take it any longer, his anger will arise

Yes, he's a Lonewolf,

Yes, he's a Lonewolf,

Yes, he's a Lonewolf,

A Lonewolf on the prowl again

The wrath and the revulsion are rising on and on

The youth stands strong and tight until the