Howl of the Hunt
Frost on the pines,
silence in the cold (ooh)
Watch the perimeter
They move together
Yellow eyes locked through the frozen tree line
Ten paces out keeping absolute design
One takes the flank,
circling the deer No heavy footsteps,
cutting down the fear
Jaw snap like iron,
skull crush bite Patience in the thick of a winter night (ha)
When the wind starts howling back
They don't run alone,
they attack
(watch out)
They are rulers of the winter,
crowns of bone
Never take a breath in the forest alone Four hundred pounds of
crushing jaw strike
Shadows in the timber hunting what they like (woah)
Bow down to the pack
Paw prints heavy in the crushing red snow
Target isolated where the frozen rivers flow
Testing for the weakness,
running down the stride
Nowhere in the blizzard for the prey to hide
Lungs like an engine in forty below
One clean strike and they end the show
When the wind starts howling back
They don't run alone,
they attack
(they hunt)
They are rulers of the winter,
crowns of bone
Never take a breath in the forest alone Four hundred pounds of
crushing jaw strike
Shadows in the timber hunting what they like (yeah!)
Bow down to the pack
Colder than the mountain ice
Nothing survives paying that price
(awooo) They rule the dark
They are rulers of the winter,
crowns of bone
Never take a breath in the forest alone Four hundred pounds of
crushing jaw strike
Shadows in the timber hunting what they like
(they rule the wild!)
Bow down to the pack
Nothing escapes the hunt. (silence)