Hidden in the shadows of hypocrisy
to endure ten thousand abominations,
fearful eyes stare the killing machine.
Imprisoned behind the white walls,
faces of misery incarnated in the flesh of non human animals.
Fearful eyes stare the killing machine.
Fearful eyes window of a tormented soul.
Anthropocentrism pull the strings of cruelty.
Blood flows
from eviscerated bodies
to fulfill the need
of heartless consumption.
We torture
and we enslave
for the profit of the master species.
Watch the rise of the new Pandemonium
ascending from the depths of inhumanity.
We bare the crown of crime.
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