Human Jackals - Those Poor Bastards

Jackals

Human jackals

Human jackals

If you’re wounded they will hunt you

When you’re dying they will feed

Gnawing on defenseless bones

In your time of greatest need

Jackals

Human jackals

Human jackals

Laws of vast archaic knowledge

Only they know all the rules

Draining fast your tiny fortune

Trust them not oh helpless fools

Jackals

Human jackals

Human jackals

Call for some sane intervention

No one comes they don’t exist

Try to fight them they will scoff

And crush you slowly ‘neath their fist

Jackals

Human jackals

Human jackals

Human jackals

Jackals

Jackals