hunting

[intro] [verse 1] Straining muscle, straining bone, Today is yesterday — I’m alone. They’ve surrounded, they’ve enclosed, Chasing down the road I’ve crossed. Clatter — double barrels, cold and bright, Hunters in the shadows, out of sight. Wolves in snow — now they’re the prey, Living targets, day by day. [verse 2] Hunt for wolves — hear the cry, Old and young, they’ll all die. Beaters shout, the dogs bark loud, Blood on snow — red flags crowd. Not equal ground, not fair the game, But my hand won’t shake, won’t break, won’t shame. Fencing freedom with their flags, Beat the rhythm — hear it drag. [verse 3] The wolf won’t break, can’t change the code, Learned in puphood, in the cold. We were fed the wolf’s own law: “Flags mean no — no way to go.” Hunt for wolves — it’s on again, Gray ones fall, the young and men. Shout the beaters, bark the hounds, Blood and snow, red flags surround. [bridge] [verse 4] Legs are fast, jaws are keen, Leader, why this fate we’ve seen? We hunted hard, we ran to fight, Why break the ban? It’s our right — But the wolf must, can’t do more, This is end — my final hour. The one who’s fated, smiles and aims, Lifts his gun — the hunt proclaims. The wolf is hunted. Still, I roar. [outro]