Sound the horn loudly, call the hounds! We will ride proudly through hunting grounds Who shall win? Blessed stag, or mortal kin? Fast through the winding woods we go Flash of a tail within the wood For the stag is swift and the stag is fleet And he hears the sound of thundering feet Here then gone, clansmen cry "The hunt is on!" It is more than sport 'tween beast and man For the stag is sacred to our clan And we dare not risk the forest's ire For if we can't k** then We'd best not fire Here then gone, clansmen cry "The hunt is on!" Sound the horn loudly, call the hounds! We will ride proudly through hunting grounds Who shall win? Blessed stag, or mortal kin? Let the d**h be clean as life's released So we show our honor to the beast For your own d**h you will understand When you hold life's blood within your hand Here then gone, clansmen cry "The hunt is on!" Though we draw a bow and we wield a blade We respect the code that nature made For we know not when the shadows fall And the huntsmen comes to take us all Here then gone, clansmen cry "The hunt is on!" Sound the horn loudly, call the hounds! We will ride proudly through hunting grounds Who shall win? Blessed stag, or mortal kin? We are born, then gone Clansmen cry, "The hunt is on! The hunt is on! The hunt is on!"