In the forest there is a tree
Draped and laden with splendor too see
On a limb up high a bird makes it's nest
A jaguar then eats it at nature's request
Near the tree there is a distraught one
Draped in Orange and armed with a shotgun
On a whim and scared he makes a call
Then mounts the jaguar's head on his wall
Not far away there is his cabin
Draped in more dead things than you could imagine
On a trail outside a truck pulls over
Out gets a man with a shiny revolver
Gun in hand he kicks through the locks
As the man hangs his jaguar by the fox
But deep beneath them a fault comes alive
Then the house collapses and both men die
[Then a fire burns down the rubble or something. I lost interest in this here.]
The Wall