No scent, we lost our track
Rubbing shoulders back to back
No teeth, but a deadly bite
Weak jaws will break tonight
For ages, rocks and bones
Have shaped this huntress crown
But this breath is her last
These are the beasts born blue
This pack is their royal retinue
The cubs of sun and moon
Bear rules wolf rules karibou
For ages, rocks and bones
Have shaped this huntress crown
But this breath is her last
So don't force it all on me
But it's too late when they'll find it out
For ages, rocks and bones
Have shaped this huntress crown
But this breath is her last