The rustle of forests — suddenly torn, My hearing — a net, the circle is sworn. Weight in my bones — like leaden decay, Fur is a phantom, I’ve bartered my way. My tail — a useless, dangling shred, The world is sterile... beneath the weight of lead. Vertebrae crack — my spine starts to fail, Pressed into bark — seeking a trail. Claws into dust! My fists tightly locked, I enter your world — where the blind are all flocked. A grin for the mask, where a smile is a snare, The wolf is dying. Rise, Captain, if you dare! Hoooow-cooooold! Oh-oh-oh! An ethical greeeeen! The office caaaaage! Prisoner of concrete wiiiiiindows! The tie is a cooooollaaaar! Awoooo-huuuu-uuuu! Skin made of plastic, collar — a noose, Caged in this frame, where the earth has no use. Steel on the pedal, concrete on the sole, A part of the system, a muffled toll. Boots like a burden, crushing the street, Lungs full of smoke, and poisonous heat. Hoooow-cooooold! Oh-oh-oh! A sterile greeeeen! The office caaaaage! Prisoner of concrete wiiiiiindows! The tie is a cooooollaaaar! Awoooo-huuuu-uuuu! I am in a shell! The headrest falls, my snarl turns to ice, This isn’t the goal, this isn’t the price! The body is knotted, tendons like wire, My scent is in ashes, I still remember the fire. I hide my soul in a frozen seal, No more to howl, no more to feel! (Don’t breathe...) (Collar... tightens... throat...) (Jacket... crushing... bones...) Hoooow-cooooold! Oh-oh-oh! An ethical greeeeen! The office caaaaage! Prisoner of wooden deeeeeks! The tie is a cooooollaaaar! I am in a shell! Awoooo-huuuu-uuuu! (I am your rival...) (I am the forest convooooy...)
