Lyrics: Every day genocide waged upon another species. I don’t really give a flying fuck if you believe me. 3 billion a day, over a trillion a year. Did you fucking hear me? Over a trillion a year. Sentient beings with their own will to exist, but hey, you’re hungry, so you don’t really give a shit. The bitch of it all is that it’s so unnecessary. Everything you need to eat grows out of the ground already. But that’s not good enough, so you’re feeding on corpses, while screaming about sanctity of life and abortions, affording even less compassion than you feel for one another. Would you murder, butcher, cook, and eat your own brother? Mother fucker, you don’t have to live a life fueled by death, consuming everything until not a thing is left. Despite how much you mock me and whatever you do, no animal feeds upon near as much death as you.
Believing you’re an animal you think you have the right to kill and eat the flesh of others like it’s no big deal. For real, how many have to suffer keeping you clothed and fed? No respect for the living, even less for the dead. Instead of treating other forms of life like they matter, you treat them like a Chinese fetus eaten fried and battered. Many can see the truth if they open their eyes. What the fuck will it take for the rest to empathize?
Yo, serial killer, staring you in the mirror. Cold corpses on the counter, getting ready for dinner. Blood gurgling, fun murdering some young girl while the Sun’s burgundy. Gas guzzling, cries muffling, thighs stuffing them, rhymes stuck in your mind, fucking the prime number of fine women just for a bite of chest meat and don’t you fucking judge me while I eat your breasts, please. I just need a bit of protein. I know plants have it but I want it from your ice-cream. Then you scream because I’m sucking on some cow tits, but I swear where I come from we all do this. Speciesist cannibals think with our mandibles. Rambling man says man you’re a shambles. Stop eating animals. Try brambles instead. You’re gambling your fam on random sandwiches.
Believing you’re an animal you think you have the right to kill and eat the flesh of others like it’s no big deal. For real, how many have to suffer keeping you clothed and fed? No respect for the living, even less for the dead. Instead of treating other forms of life like they matter, you treat them like a Chinese fetus eaten fried and battered. Many can see the truth if they open their eyes. What the fuck will it take for the rest to empathize?
Obesity running rampant from the animal products, the sugar, the salt, the additives that are toxic. Stop killing yourself with the meat that you eat, abusing your kidneys and entrenching more heart disease. With eggs and cheese you’re supporting crony industries that are built upon exploitation and suffering, but I see so few care, eating pork rinds and such, stuffing ever more into your mouth because you can’t get enough. What consumerism means is best defined as this: being driven by your stomach rather than will-power. It’s a culture created by ignorance and misinformation. Three square meals daily promoted by media Masons. Change the station. Plant based diets lead to better lives, a healthier body, a clearer conscience and a clearer mind. Buying flesh re-packaged doesn’t change where you stand: waist-deep in death with fresh blood on your hands.
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