Innocent creatures Those sentenced to death Pain and suffering Instead of fields and grass This is your dinner Dead bloody bodies There is no exuses Forget about my pleasure
They want to live This is their right
Into this world, they were born to suffer You could be the one, who declines this offer
They want to live This is their right
Innocent creatures Those sentenced to death Pain and suffering Instead of fields and grass This is your dinner Dead bloody bodies There is no exuses Forget about my pleasure
You can hear their voice You can see their suffering There is no excuses for you