Awoken to the first swell of steam from the snout, Affixed an array of tubes, pouring in or leaking out, Tied down, An entity of grotesque, so possessed, A beast unkept, the fractured shell of congenital hereditary hell Inherit the white flag You're born in a bag Spawned a breed unplanned But once a grain of sand, now a plight to man Of creation's hand, like a slaughter to the lamb Once untold, now behold the ram's skull In a world gone mad Born in a bag, raised on a rag Inherit the white flag, like a hunter to the stag Of creation's hand, like a slaughter to the lamb Once untold, now behold the ram's skull