Got fluid on the mind
with no fear to bind
I hit my tail down
drag my foot and grind

In my own clear sphere
there are things I hear
wood, souls, and the ground
drumming bloody sound

Screams of sweat and pain
calling like Coltrane
swelling in my feet
blood moving in vein

Heat from wheels and head
sweat dripping, eyes red
real life is living
mine is love unsaid

I’m beaten like metal as I flee
and their eyes hate me
because I’ve adapted
but still sound nature’s decree

I’m metal in the city
and their eyes hate me
I adapted
but still sound of nature