Reincarnation (Circle of Death)

The leopard crouching close to earth While stalking, dirt smells so divine Eyes fixed through grass, the pounce, return …up top with golden shrine When I come back wish I could be A graceful creature so in sync O death please hurry, come to me Before they go extinct Law of nature, law of man Survival is a killing game A part that no-one understands Insanely human, inhumane We’re born with will and strength to choose Ignoring all of nature’s signs Abusing power, win or loose Circle of death means turning tides When you return to earth one day At the bottom of the food chain You’ve turned from hunter into prey Death haunting shrinking plains Ask not why, ask not how Balance must be preserved To cheat death, stop the killing now Or your fate will be well deserved