The pack of wolves Are closing in Now, hear the howling beasts They move fast Through the winter woods And soon it's time to feast A vicious hunt On through the night The prey is short of breath They feel the sting Of burning eyes That's fixed upon their necks A predator's heart Knows no remorse It lives for the hunt A predator's heart Knows no remorse It lives for the hunt A natural force They show their sharp And grinning teeth As howls are getting higher Sending chills Down fleeing spines Their blood runs hot as fire The vicious chase Is soon at end They're hunted until death They feel the pain Of sharpened steel That's cutting through their flesh Fearless warriors Feed the wolves Now hear the howling beasts They move fast Through winter woods See the Gray-Backs feast A natural force It knows no remorse And lives for the kill