"he hears children's voices on the hills in the forest approaching quickly"

(note: i stole a bunch of lyrics for this)

i've been watching that smile slip off your face
i can't speak because deep down i wish i was laughing

imagining some golden-eyed boy talking at me
saying brightly i can't break free

my legs are still shaking and i'm not even asleep yet
there is no speech left

i can deny it by saying everything backwards and i mean it
but i'm still tangled up and i can't break free

do not wrap it around your head
that is not what microphones are for

but it's not just a song
no, it's definitely not just a song

it's revenge for all the giants you killed
yelling bring it on, bring it on, let's tear these motherfuckers apart

foaming at the mouth and living for their last
their dying and planet-sized breath

i know, i've been warned
but i'll never cut the cord that strangles my head