They're the food and we're the hunters!
No one remembers the names of the trampled flowers
Fallen birds await the next wind before they try again
Prayers won't save us
Only the will to fight can change our world
Ignore those pigs who ridicule you
for having the will to step over dead bodies and move on
Our complacence as livestock strengthens this false reality
We're as free as starving wolves!
Channel the humiliation of imprisonment into your fists and fight the oppression
Far beyond the confining walls, you'll slay your prey!
As your body burns with an overflowing urge
pick up your burning bow and gash through the twilight!