Silent like the prey.

We will not stand for this affront.
Once more we run out into the night.
Stealth has come into the den.
Our house has been defouled.

Brazen the theft, for are we not gods?
Never a last fight would we know.
We are to be feared...
...yet it has stolen from us.

To deny one of us is to deny all.
Alive with death the night consumes.
Our young smell the fear.
So strong the stench we can not forget.

Our will is not weak,it is the stronger.
Our tread is not slow, it is the faster.
Silent like the hunted prey...
...We will avenge our own.