*Beneath the moon so full,
Runs the wolf now alone,
Once with a pack of strength,
Now feasting on old bones.
*Too weak to stay alive,
Too weak to really die,
Alone he wanders darkness,
Seeking out the light.
*Now the wolf falls down,
To sleep upon the sands.
Alone will he die now,
Just as when he began.
*Then the light begins to grow,
Forcing Night to leave.
Wolf stands up with his pack,
So ends All Hallow's Eve.