We are all we are-a horde-a pack We are chained-death in our eyes A force that cannot be tamed Out of control-yet so cold Trained to kill on a silent night Show your teeth and smell the fear Out come the wolves A damned division Death to all traitors Outcome the wolves For victory we strike Our will is our testament Try us-weak as your are Somewhere caught between the lines Right or wrong True or false-good and The instinct for extinction Out come the wolves A damned division Death to all traitors Outcome the wolves For victory we strike Our will is our testament The scent of fresh blood Fills the midnight air No place left to hide Now, lead us to war Hear us scream We call for you