They made us to be the villains
Scoundrels of the high court
They stripped us of titles and lands
They took everything from us
Forgetting that we are animals

We never needed our lands
Wild in our hearts
Brave in our souls
We were never meant to be tamed
Forever fighting for our lives

They forgot to mention us
The way our teeth gleamed
Our eyes shining in the dark
Padded paws weaving in the woods
We never forgot and never forgave

Our heads are reserved
Great prizes of a child
Easily won from a captured beast
We will not fall into traps
We will create our own

The King is no longer here
We await the day he returns
Until then we fight
Against tyranny and the lies
His noble pack and loyal herd

We are the bandits
The highwaymen
The traitors
We are more than our names
We are our stories