Howl

Are humans special, or just a species of beast
Raging inside, an emptiness within our flesh
What if we hunger to kill others or draw blood
Does it mean we are better than any animal
If we think, perceive, breed and draw breath
When flesh is overcome wild, anger in a flood

In war we slaughter children of our mother
If in time we will then realize our murders
Regretting the red tide of blood we caused

What will we do, we are beasts and fools
Responding when desire moves us, cruel
We are completely woven in our flaws
So embrace the beast within, and howl