Lupine Huntlord

Leaves

snap under heavy paws Breath freezing

in the black air (shhh)

They think the clearing is safe

We flank the treeline,

silent and deep

Circle the perimeter while herds fall asleep

Gold eyes cutting through the cold pine haze Plotting out the path

in a winter maze

No mercy in the pack,

bloodline thick

Close the ring tight and we move in quick (watch 'em run)

Creeping in close, don't breathe,

hold still

They think we vanished on the ridge of the hill (wait)

No drums, just the frost on the stone...

Now we break the bone!

We rule the pitch-black night,

we claim the frozen ground (awhooo!)

You never see the strike,

you never hear the sound

Alpha in the front,

pack at the rear

Feeding on the silence,

feeding on the fear (awhooo-oooh!)

Stalking in tandem,

coordinate the strike

No stray movement, every stride alike

Pounce on the stag before the hooves hit ice

Every single beast has a predator's price

Bite down firm, lock jaw,

no release

Drag down the quarry in the winter feast (lock jaw) We rule

the pitch-black night,

we claim the frozen ground (awhooo!) You never see the strike,

you never hear the sound

Alpha in the front,

pack at the rear

Feeding on the silence,

feeding on the fear (awhooo-oooh!)

The forest belongs to the grey coat clan

Before the morning breaks the mist again...

(awhooo) We vanish.