Veal Songtext
von Onion Flavored Rings

If you--had to live inside a box
And you--couldn′t go outside to play
And life--revealed itself as suffering
You wouldn't know another way

If you--could meditate inside a box
And come--to terms with existential woes
You′d see--the pointlessness of craving freedom
And then ascend to the next Bardo


You believe that it's wrong, that freedom is
Diminished when immured
As if to say that we don't share that fate
(Tell me)
Could it be a kind of liberty
To have one purpose in life
Even as a morsel on a plate?

We′re just--living in a bigger box
Do we--have any right to claim we′re free?
Our souls--are captives in this worldly prison
We live and die, so the worms can feed

You believe that it's wrong, that freedom is
Diminished when immured
And that might be true, in the here-and-now
When you′ve seen it philosophically
When your spirit has matured
You'll lose your faith in the myth of sacred cows