Do Seek Their Meath From God

They are the hunters roaming in the dark

They are the darkness devouring lives

They are the creatures of God

In the deepest black

In the name of predation

Fighting to survive

Ruling the wild

Eating or being eaten

That's the rule by God

They are not made to live for eating others

But to let the generations go on

And feed cubs with pure love

So they choose to be the devil wandering in forests

To be or not to be

No one responsible for that miserable fate

To hunt, to survive, to love their cubs

That is the rule of nature

Oh, God

They have to seek their meat from thee