The Hunting Horn

(Verse 1) Where the beasts run wild, where the shadows creep, We stand as one, in the dark and deep. Horns raised high, in the heat of the night, Together we'll triumph, with all our might. (Verse 2) With every beat, we strike with force, The hunting horn's power, a relentless source. From solo hunts to team endeavors grand, In the hands of a master, it rules the land. (Chorus) Sound the call, let the rhythm flow, With the hunting horn, we boost and grow. In unity, we'll rise, we'll stand, With every note, we lend a hand. (Verse 3) We're the rarest of breeds, the horn players bold, With melodies sweet, our tales are told. Amidst the chaos, in the heart of the fight, We'll play our tunes, to turn the tide right. (Chorus) Sound the call, let the rhythm flow, With the hunting horn, we boost and grow. In unity, we'll rise, we'll stand, With every note, we lend a hand. (Bridge) When the monsters rage, and the dangers loom, With our music as one, we'll banish the gloom. In unity bound, we'll rise to the height, With the hunting horn's harmony, we'll shine so bright. (Chorus) Sound the call, let the rhythm flow, With the hunting horn, we boost and grow. In unity, we'll rise, we'll stand, With every note, we lend a hand. [bagpipe interlude] [fade]