The sheep know they will be killed. The lambs know, too, they will be killed. It was a hot summer and now fate. They are resigned to their deaths. Both the lambs and their sad mothers had their heads bashed in with hammers. They know enough to scream. Homo sapiens are in big fucking trouble. We are burning the planet down. Because we think we can repair it. This is called hubris. The future is a dead stone.