Hammers Of Misfortune - The Hunting Tyrant lyrics

Hark! The hounds are hot Upon the trail of our quarry Spur your horses faster And let not your arrows miss Fell the tallest tree To feed the fires at the castle Meat we'll need aplenty For tomorrow we shall feast Wait! Who is this standing in our path Stand aside or you shall feel my wrath Don't you know that this is my domain Now! Stand aside or you'll soon be slain