We sound the nightfall howling
'neath the midnight sun
Where shadows fleet and prowling
Make good the days long run
Though night serves us unswerving
We lift our ancient song
Though the silence is un-nerving
Have I ever led you wrong

We range along our borders
Hunting as we go
Each obeying his own orders
As we mark the fallen snow
It is I who holds attention
And I who wastes my breath
But for those who show dissention
The penalty is death

My glory's uncontested
While I run at the front
We've slept well and we're rested
It's time to start the hunt
It's my age, my size and bearing
That brings me to the lead
See how the pack is faring
We are the strongest of the breed

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