All guests are in your trap 
they won’t move out
Hidden behind your hat 
Your words are loud.
The movements of your arms 
impress them all.
when hatred leaps out of your lips
they howl as well 
REF:
Goats are bleating so loud
They need someone to reach for the light 
But the guide
Is a wolf
Couplet 2:
Carried by your own speech
You won’t move back.
They can see what you reach
Under their flag. 
Faith evaporates
to reveal your faults.
They shoot at you their frustration 
But it’s too late.