I'm a little sheep
In North Dakota
Just a little sheep
And my body is my pain

Come and hear me weep
Under skies of autumn
Watch me being ripped
And my butcher choked the rain

Now the fields are scorched
By synthetic chaos
All they breathe despair
We are out of air

I'm a part of cattle
Far away from home
I'm an endless battle
My unconscious's torn

Now the fields are scorched
By synthetic chaos
All they breathe despair
We are out of air