We are drifters in the night.
You have traveled at our moon call.
In a pack we roam in the woods,
And we know that you are present,
Yes, we know you by your scent.
If you're looking for the proof,
Our sense of smell is legendary,
There are those who could convince you
Who aren't hear to tell the tale.
There are many who whould whisper
That they thought they were well hidden,
But it seems that they did not know
Of our prowess in the dark.
They then learned a bitter lesson
That we'd smelt them all these years
And though you should not be frightened,
We have smelt YOU all these years.
Yes, we knew that you were present,
Watching deep from the forest
On a moonlit winter's night
