The factoryis churning out all processed packed and neat

An obscure butchered substance and the label reads MEAT

Hidden Behind False Nomes Such as Pork, Ham, Veal, and Beef

An eyes an eye, a lifes a life, The now Forgotten belief

And everyday production lines are feeding out this farce

To end up on a table then shot out of an arce



Yet still they'er queuing and still they'er viewing

Sawing out limbs just right for stewing

Carcasses piled up in a heap

Sort juicy chunks from freezers deep

Well can't you see that juice is blood

From new born throuts red rivers flood

Blood form young hearts, blood from the veins

Your blood there blood serves the same



Now your at the table, sitting, grinning

Sitting there eating you never relise the filling

Its served upon a sterile plate you dont think of killing

The furthest your brain takes you, is it for frying or for grilling?

You moan about the seal cull, about the whale slaugheter

But does it really matter wheather it lives on land or water?

You've never had a fur coat, you think is crule to the mink

Well 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 link



Yet still there queuing and still there viewing

Sawing out limbs just right for stewing

Carcass piled up in a heep

Sort juicy chunks from freezers deep

Well cant you see the juice is blood

From new throats red rivers flood

YOUR BLOOD, THERE BLOOD, serves the same.