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Tekstovi: Cattle Decapitation. Lips And Assholes.

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 receptacle
Cycle of human spawned hell defecating back into it's 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 thrown 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,you 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
Scanned, purchased, prepared
Eaten, digested feces