You were the hunted You were the strong Eyes of fire Scarring the fawn You were the whispers We feared in the night Swarming our hearts Stealing our light The hour of the wolves Is rising upon us We were the meek Poisoned and killed Now we seek The iron will We are the poor Behind your back Plotting the end A seething attack The hour of the wolves Is rising upon us You are the hunted We are the strong Eyes of fire Bright as the dawn The hour of the wolves Is rising upon us The hour of the wolves Has risen You are the hunted