They started off in a jungle|
Till it became too primitive for them
So they proceeded to a self made jungle
A jungle of concrete
Where unfeeling madness feeds on innocent souls.
Unlike the past
When a predator fed on its victims
To satisfy a need
A need called hunger.
The rules have changed
"The survival of the fittest"
" The survival of the crooked".
The time is ripe
For another shepherd to be born
To lead the followers into the future
Back to their homeland
Back to the jungle....