The World Is Not Enough

[Zesha]

The World Is Not Enough
... And it never will be.

Religion changed the face of man,
Thou shalt not kill,
We all are gone
The seed of ignorance is born thou shalt not think,
Thou shalt conform

In the city of Saveer, there are two great forces: The wild cats of the streets, and the wild dogs. We've all seen those cats that walk along the sidewalks, the dogs the growl at you if you approach, and they're nothing like the soft, friendly pets we keep in our homes. But in a world like this, were life and death are short threads about the break, fighting is their only option. Survival is the name of the game.

The pigs order us to follow orders and obey
The flies drink the decaying nectar of their tortured effigy

The cats of Havoc Clan are strong, nevertheless. They are a group of stray and feral cats, and in this hectic city, it is all they can do to survive. Perhaps the most noticeable quality of these cats are their scars, worn with pride because of past battles. They are born fighters, ready to defend what they believe is “theirs.” Even if it really isn't.
These cats constantly go into battle with the dogs of Galaxy Pack, giving them a bad reputation among house cats. Where a house cat would just bolt under the couch and hide, the Havoc cats will stand up and battle until death claims them. To run away in battle is a ticket to either becoming a house cat, or to be killed by your clan mates.
Due to their constant battles, Havoc cats don't live more than ten years of their lives. Any that make it past that age are just lucky—because they won't be alive much longer to tell their tale. Once a kitten is weaned from its mother, it begins training as a warrior. Even though the clan will protect a kitten, they can't watch over them all the time, and should a dog come and kill the kits in the night...
Havoc cats are loyal, and learn to be quick on their feet. They only show compassion when they are safely tucked in their clan lands. Some have no compassion, mostly those that have not yet given birth to kittens. Don't be fooled, though—that makes them stronger because of their will to protect their kits.
There are no “rogue” cats in this city. If there are, Havoc Clan gives them two choices: Join their ranks, or die. Rogues are not welcome in their city.

Cling to wasted beliefs and visions and bathe in apathy again
No solution,
The retribution of spiritual sickness begins

The legacy of suffering is through,
The guilt we bear shall not tear us in two

The dogs of Galaxy Pack are known not only by Havoc Clan, but by humans, and even their pets. They have to deal with the worst of the city—dog catchers, people who are stupid and train their dogs to be fighters, and of course, humans themselves.
While many have claw marks criss crossing their bodies, they see them as brave battles, each and every scratch. Formerly, this pack was meant only for the larger dogs, but as time went on, more and more small dogs joined the ranks because of abuse, families leaving them, and so forth. Despite their size, they have become fine warriors.
Just like with Havoc Clan, these dogs don't like rogues. And if a rogue won't join them, they will kill them. Some rogues think they're strong enough to take them on and get away. A rogue has never escaped. They have been mauled to death.
Puppies begin training once they no longer need their mother's milk. They are the future of the pack, seeing as many dogs will not live past the age of ten. But with all their strength, they defend their territory, and their right to survive. Any who do not believe in their strength, in their right to survive, will have seen their very last days of life in this pack. Loyalty comes at a price, but that price is worth it to stay alive.

Born we are the same,
Within the silence,
Indifference be thy name
Torn we walk alone,
We sleep in silent shades
The grandeur fades,
The meaning never known

The pigs call for pure submission and fall into the fray
The lonely hunter beats his shallow drum,
The soundtrack of world disarray

Times are hard in the city for people, but even more so for the animals. On the streets of Saveer City, there are two forces, feared by house pets and people alike. These forces are known as the Havoc Clan and the Galaxy Pack.

Cling to wasted beliefs and visions and bathe in apathy again
No solution,
The retribution of spiritual sickness begins

It has only been a few weeks since stray and feral animals were being dumped in the streets. Some where even thrown out of moving cars, and their survival is amazing in itself. With their ragged appearance, many humans won't go near them, and even if they did these animals have lost all trust in their two-legged “friends.”

Born we are the same,
Within the silence,
Indifference be thy name
Torn we walk alone,
We sleep in silent shades
The grandeur fades,
The meaning never known

Living off the scraps from trash cans and puddles of rain water, they are the survivors of tortures no human could ever imagine, from dodging cars to trying to feed starving kits and pups. Skinny, bones showing, and always on the look out for the animal control car. This is the life they lead, and it is the life they would die to protect. They don't need to be fed out of bowls when they can hunt for themselves. They don't need the love and affection their soft “pet” counterparts get.

If nothing in the world can change our children will inherit nothing

All they need is the will to survive.

The World Is Not Enough

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Lyrics: Born by Nevermore