To the moon we'll lift our voices
In a fearful harmony
No one but us rejoices at
The song of the Seeonee
All for one and one for all
We'll sing out our deeds tonight
Oh hear the tune of the wild hunting call
As we sing by the moon's silver light, silver light
The pack can always defend its own
Whatever its own may lack
And the tiger may be king when he fights alone
But the tiger fears the pack
To the moon we'll lift our voices
In a fearful harmony
No one but us rejoices at
The song of the Seeonee