The Hunt

Through the darkness of the night,
We gather where no trees stand.
Where the moonlight reaches down,
with all it's pale white light.
Howling that cuts through the silence,
and yellow eyes through the mist.
Fading shadows, Ivory gleaming,
The raiding has begun.

Chorus
A great pack we are and we are
gathered for the hunt.
The hunger is upon us,
but tonight we will feed.
A great pack we are and we are
gathered for the hunt.
The bloodlust is upon us,
and tonight we will feast.

A stream of grey bodies.
A whisper through the leaves.
Through the eyes of the wolf,
the great hunt has begun.
Six they are, of noble names,
with skin and claws forged of steel.
But none will pass through these lands.
Their deaths will quel them, bring them shame.

Chorus
A great pack we are and we are
gathered for the hunt.
The hunger is upon us,
but tonight we will feed.
A great pack we are and we are
gathered for the hunt.
The bloodlust is upon us,
and tonight we will feast.