« Eat the animals to survive or ' be loose? » Would you dare to go up to the end? Song: "Meat means murder" - Conflict. Lyrics: I'm walking through the grey walkway of the city And through the brightly lit shops and supermarkets And I'm walking through the fields of the innocent Passing by the fairytale farm Balancing on the brittle edge of a short life That is ended by the knife The factory's still churning out, all processed, packed and neat An obscure butchered substance and the label reads "meat" Hidden behind false names such as pork, ham, veal and beef An eye's an eye; a life's a life, the now forgotten belief Yet, everyday production lines are feeding out this farce To end up on your table, then shat out of your arse Yet, still you're queuing, and still you're viewing Sawing out limbs just right for stewing Carcasses piled up in a heap Sort, soft, juicy chunks from freezers deep Well, can't you see that that juice is blood? From newborn throats, red rivers flood Blo! od from young hearts blood from the vein Your blood, their blood, serves the same Now you're at the table, sitting, grinning Sitting there eating, you never realise the filling It's served upon a sterile plate, you don't think of the killing The furthest your brain takes you, "is it for frying or grilling?" You moan about the seal cull, about the whale slaughter But does it really matter whether it lives on land or water? You've never had a fur coat; you think it's cruel to the mink Well, how about the
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