There are corners of this world that should not be explored There are needles hidden in the candy It all starts with a life Transformed by a knife Into food not fit for dogs
Ignorance is death And in this life you've been victimized Your American mind Materialized
We get what we want when we want it.
Consumer's head becomes trash receptable Cycle of human spawned hell defecating back into its face
You're as unclean as the meat in your bowels Picked up off the floor and brushed off to find a home in your intestinal tract
All your life you never knew what went into the meat As good as any roadkill you'll find in the street They made that shit from discarded bits of snouts and lips Rat feces swept from the rafters now food in the hereafter
Ah your ignorance astounds me No rhyme. No reason. No boundary to how insane we have become
The juice off the floor becomes an additive A waste bin of gore thown in for shits and giggles Helpless heap at the mercy of some freak Some fuck in charge of decontaminating the meat Who wipes his ass without washing his hands, your must understand that everyday you ingest some sort of disease
You did not kill it. You did not clean it. You'd probably fuck it if you couldn't eat it Sick, Depraved everyday human. Stupid consumer with faith in humanity Led without a fight straight to the grave.
Birth. Agony. Death. Defiled. Processed. Packaged. Sccanned. Purchased. Prepared. Eaten. Digested. Feces.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
