i heard the horn sound out the call air began to shake because it's hunting time again senses start to wake so you get up on your feet and you gather into packs and then the packs become a horde then we all begin to laugh take my hand now - let's go find that place now - let's go let's make haste now - let's go because it's taking shape - new man come along instinct overtake singing as we go war machine inside push me further still so you get up on your feet and you gather into hordes eliminate the obstacle start to make your way then the clouds begin to move and my heart begins to pull because the lady's taking hold again i saw her taking shape where the old will always die when winter comes along and man shall fear the storm again all begin to move new man come along - go