Late within the somber hours (the hunt) I've leaped into the odd dance I can smell their sweat See through their dark and vivid stares And the one prey, only to take Sing the words of your vanity Display your freedom Like a cheap commodity Keep stepping on the trap Gamble your life with the wolf pack With the wolf pack The wolf... You won't have the final word It's so clear you can't see It's so clear you can't see Your excessive pride made you mindless Defenseless I can smell the fire I can smell the burn Run sweet little prey, before your end comes