[Verse 1]
Obscenities from the burning distance
White masked children in animal shapes
Looking forward to the barren savannah
I began to scream uncontrollably
Clasped hands no resistance
Clasped hands no resistance
[Chorus]
I'm not to keen on fits of repentance
You go on carving me up
In pieces after memor
Small prey, small prey
[Verse 2]
Our miracles are meadows on fire
Our miracles are animals in flames
An inhuman voice
I begin to scream uncontrollably
[Chorus]
I'm not to keen on fits of repentance
You go on carving me up
In pieces after memory
Small prey, small prey
[Outro]
Small Prey
Small Prey
Small Prey
Small Prey
Small Prey