Mutated, forgotten and destroyed
Born again, hungry and annoyed
You’re lost and you’ve taken the bait
Turn before it’s all too late
Wrong turn! Wrong turn!
You’re the meat they need tonight
Wrong turn! Wrong turn!
Or a breeder shining bright
Forest filled with broken, empty cars
Wilderness, bloody, filled with scars
You’re lost and you are getting tired
Turn before your gristle meets the fire