I've seen death among the machines and tubes Dry and sterile Inhuman I want to die among the trees and the rustling leaves Rotting and eaten Selfless In death I'll join the past An atavistic urge Finally answered My feral heart set free In death I'll rip these chains No longer tethered to society No longer marred by the weight Of a world which wants my blood My spirit will seep into the dirt My flesh will feed the worms My blood will flow in to the rivers