Hunting Tyrant

Hark! The hounds are hot
Upon the trail of our quarry
Spurn your horses faster and let not your arrows miss
Burn the tallest tree to fuel the fires at the castle
Meat will be a plenty for tomorrow we shall feast

Wait, who is this standing in our path
Stand aside or you shall feel my wrath
Don't you know that this is my domain?
Now! Stand aside or you'll soon be slain