Food Chains — текст песни (napalm death)

Artificial for these
strictly conscious times.
Organic prothesis
with a view to paying in kind.

To ease (the) guilt of scores
of undignified ends.

Strung up,
disemboweled right out of the pen.
So unbeknowing in their anonimity.

`Cause when you`re marked for death,
ears switch off to the screams.

Primal urges.
Blindly cull, tear and chew.

Remember -
Don`t scorn what God gave to you.

What God gave to you.

Reverting,
technologically advanced
yet bloodily we regress.

Reversal - Looking forward to
a pressure bolt
through the head ?

Numbness -
second only to dumbness.
Sure, they don`t feel a thing !

Travesty.

Communication block
ensures no further usage.

Travesty.
Travesty.
Travesty.