The world is not as chained as it seems.
Feral beasts roam this earth,
Content to **** and breed.

We know not their souls very worth,
but they know the fear that you smell of.

The wild isn't kind to a human like you and me.
It shall hunt you down,
and eat you whole,
as you bleed out,
Gazing at the animals soul.

The blood of a beast can run within a soul,
But can you tame your beast,
in this wild world?