Conflict - Meat Means Murder Lyrics
The factoryis churning out all processed packed and neatAn obscure butchered substance and the label reads MEATHidden Behind False Nomes Such as Pork, Ham, Veal, and BeefAn eyes an eye, a lifes a life, The now Forgotten beliefAnd everyday production lines are feeding out this farceTo end up on a table then shot out of an arceYet still they'er queuing and still they'er viewingSawing out limbs just right for stewingCarcasses piled up in a heapSort juicy chunks from freezers deepWell can't you see that juice is bloodFrom new born throuts red rivers floodBlood form young hearts, blood from the veinsYour blood there blood serves the sameNow your at the table, sitting, grinningSitting there eating you never relise the fillingIts served upon a sterile plate you dont think of killingThe furthest your brain takes you, is it for frying or for grilling?You moan about the seal cull, about the whale slaugheterBut does it really matter wheather it lives on land or water?You've never had a fur coat, you think is crule to the minkWell How about the cow, pig or sheep dont they make you think?Since the day that you were born you've never been told the missing linkYet still there queuing and still there viewingSawing out limbs just right for stewingCarcass piled up in a heepSort juicy chunks from freezers deepWell cant you see the juice is bloodFrom new throats red rivers floodYOUR BLOOD, THERE BLOOD, serves the same.
