Skin Like Pigs
Something terrible has happened here
Sudden infant death sentence
This place is a coffin and nothing good can come of it
Skin like pigs ripped limb from fucking limb
You will amount to pink slime in a garbage bin
Every fucking thing that breathes will pay their debt in blood
For all creatures great and small face the gun intended to stun
I vow to turn every child under three
Into nothing but suspended bags of bones and rotting meat
Hang them up by their toes and peel the flesh head to feet
The circle of life and history repeats
P.A.C.
Thrown to the pile, cull, deflesh, repeat
Eyes frozen in panic, my victims staring back at me
You all deserve buckets of blood
And to be taken advantage of
Waste-product
I'll determine when and how you fucking die (Humanely)
If I can make myself perfectly clear
Every single one of them will end up here
Cut out their tongues, shatter their teeth
To the abattoirs they march in unity
People are poison and I've no hesitation in
Aggressively dismembering a parasitic population
All of you disposable and praying for a mass extinction
Your destiny is dying
To be discarded as dog food, so spread your legs
A fitting finish to a miserable life, fifty shades of red
P.A.C.
To gas chambers, pound them against concrete
The last evidence you ever existed
Down the drain in the scalding tank
The sound of grinding bones and snapping necks
The conveyor belt of killing continues in these sheds of shame
What an obscenity, what a fucking disgrace
The saw still spins and the blade still blunt
Start running now you coward cunt
Slaughter forever, suffer together
You can thank me later for doing the planet a favour
A mother miscarries directly into the macerator
Cut out their tongues
Shatter their teeth
Sew their lips shut and never let them eat
These are the thoughts they provoke in me
Retribution in every panicked scream
Sudden infant death sentence
This place is a coffin and nothing good can come of it
Skin like pigs ripped limb from fucking limb
You will amount to pink slime in a garbage bin
Every fucking thing that breathes will pay their debt in blood
For all creatures great and small face the gun intended to stun
I vow to turn every child under three
Into nothing but suspended bags of bones and rotting meat
Hang them up by their toes and peel the flesh head to feet
The circle of life and history repeats
P.A.C.
Thrown to the pile, cull, deflesh, repeat
Eyes frozen in panic, my victims staring back at me
You all deserve buckets of blood
And to be taken advantage of
Waste-product
I'll determine when and how you fucking die (Humanely)
If I can make myself perfectly clear
Every single one of them will end up here
Cut out their tongues, shatter their teeth
To the abattoirs they march in unity
People are poison and I've no hesitation in
Aggressively dismembering a parasitic population
All of you disposable and praying for a mass extinction
Your destiny is dying
To be discarded as dog food, so spread your legs
A fitting finish to a miserable life, fifty shades of red
P.A.C.
To gas chambers, pound them against concrete
The last evidence you ever existed
Down the drain in the scalding tank
The sound of grinding bones and snapping necks
The conveyor belt of killing continues in these sheds of shame
What an obscenity, what a fucking disgrace
The saw still spins and the blade still blunt
Start running now you coward cunt
Slaughter forever, suffer together
You can thank me later for doing the planet a favour
A mother miscarries directly into the macerator
Cut out their tongues
Shatter their teeth
Sew their lips shut and never let them eat
These are the thoughts they provoke in me
Retribution in every panicked scream
Credits
Writer(s): Dane Evans, Dane Phillip Evans, John Flaws, Matt Clark, Simon O'malley, Tom Cadden
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