Predators, can you ride? Defend this pride?nI feel it shack deep down in this pack,nseekin' charms of supple arms.nnWhat do you stand on? What do you stand on?nPaws and claws. Paws and claws.nnKillers to shed any blood, shed too, I shed it in the light.nCan you stay up and howl all night? nBut what if it hurts? What if it hurts?nGrow wings, no pain.nnThese fangs, that sharp crown of canine draw blood. nnKillers head? Arms, that's the fault!nCan we be free, can we be free and let it ring? nAnd when it wants, anyway and though you knownwe deserve everything good... or not. nnAt once, go turn the fur's silent arms.nTurn to anything that says light.nnI said once, I said once,nonce I led the kittens to cave,nso I fed the cub to his grave, all right.nnMaybe it's once but the hide's still warm.nTo walk and parade a separated arm.nAnd give your seeds beneath the woods.nForgive and forget it seems.nnI can't forget the words,nbut no one understands.nI still shovel the blood.nHere look to my kin that's the one.nMaybe we'll be all clean when it's done.nI feel like a child down to the bone.nI said once.