Baring their teeth, hammer comes down
Twist the knife, cut out their tongues
Blood drains down, when hung from rungs
"Can they suffer?"
Chained to the fucking floor
With the ravenous mouth screaming more
For this is the heartlessness of men
Victims of consumer convenience
Your fucking lies only serve
As proof of your hypocrisy
A tradition built upon
Pure barbarity
Moral contradiction
No hope for humanity
With a heart able to feel pain and loneliness
With mind able to understand love and fear
Is this tradition worth the lives it's taken?
For every life liberation
Thrown into this filth routine Baring their teeth, hammer comes down Twist the knife, cut out their tongues Blood drains down, when hung from rungs "Can they suffer?" Chained to the fucking floor With the ravenous mouth screaming more For this is the heartlessness of men Victims of consumer convenience Your fucking lies only serve As proof of your hypocrisy A tradition built upon Pure barbarity Moral contradiction No hope for humanity With a heart able to feel pain and loneliness With mind able to understand love and fear Is this tradition worth the lives it's taken? For every life liberation Explain Request ×
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