The poison, the cure It's in the food The food we consume The lives we consume
We are the monsters you seek We are the secret We are the monsters you seek Nurture the secret Hide our existence
Livestock. Living stock. Living resources.
The signals of misery The extinction of families
You look at them Money is all you see
I see families I see the tragedy I see the slaughtering The fucking harbouring All these horrible things All these horrible things All these horrible things These fucking horrible things
One day you will finally see All the things that you have caused to rot You will cry yourself to sleep As the guilt is slowly breaking you You will cry yourself to sleep When you realise what you have done You will cry yourself to sleep As the cancer slowly takes you
You slaughter them all We are the monsters you seek You slaughter our world We are the monsters you seek