most of them are crying
sure they have lost their way
they fail to see the lying
that has led their path astray
others still are just waiting
for the swift and silent end
when there is no anticipating
simply carried off with the wind
like the mouse in Owl's talons
plucked from an open plain
it's a sacrificial balance
where every loss results a gain
without the rule of fang and claw
the weaker species will ascend
the substitution of their law
will bring about that species' end
