Awoken to the first swell of steam from the snout,
Affixed an array of tubes, pouring in or leaking out,
Tied down,
An entity of grotesque, so possessed,
A beast unkept, the fractured shell of congenital hereditary hell
Inherit the white flag
You're born in a bag
Spawned a breed unplanned
But once a grain of sand, now a plight to man
Of creation's hand, like a slaughter to the lamb
Once untold, now behold the ram's skull
In a world gone mad
Born in a bag, raised on a rag
Inherit the white flag, like a hunter to the stag
Of creation's hand, like a slaughter to the lamb
Once untold, now behold the ram's skull