Bare faces Born to work for their worth No hesitation What's human is meat Fair wage Every piece is for sale What organ is worth Trading for food Cannibal nation Controlled by hungry Mouths to feed Who are happy to eat What you have to offer They start us young Raised like swine Born in the market Collapse on their birthday Sold for parts Next day the toll is the same Prices only rise If you want to leave You must kill, hurt, steal The workers Starve as they barter their flesh The god is laughing Raining scraps Upon their heads Above Managers patrol Mean eyes Sharp teeth One day They'll fallTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
