Featuring Greg Bennick (Trial, Between Earth And Sky) - spoken word part and Gyöngyi Barta (Képzelt Város) - cello
lyrics
The Last One In The Wild
Gunshots inside the fence, leaving no chance
No chance at all for resistance
Death by torture impends
Marking the end of a wretched existence
Bred in a state of disconnection,
Only got killed for trophy collection
Showing no repentance or shame,
Another big game has just been overpowered
Feeling so courageous, the one who carries the gun –
Yet such a gutless coward
Fire one more shot, watch him bleed to death
Pose for a picture, make sure you won't forget
Stop! Cease canned hunting
Stop! No compromise!
Stop! Cease canned hunting
Stop this cruel and pointless demise
The last one in the wild
A lonely roar echoes across the plain, unanswered
His kind wiped out, he alone must safeguard his own survival
Just one bullet
Striking center mass
Then bleed the kill quickly
Sever the head and shoulders
A trophy on the wall
Let a painted trail of blood
Greet dinner guests within the hall
The corner of smiling lips
Stretched and stitched around the back
That smile would last forever
If only the animals could shoot back
Drain lifeless veins
Replace your eyes with glass
The game will change forever
When the animals shoot back