Song Of Flesh
Mmmm
Meat can never be obtained without
Injuring creatures
Aaah
Now I can look at you in peace
I don't eat you anymore dear fish
Is that your, your wish
Animals are my friends and I don't
Eat my friends, do you?
Aaah
There could be no free choice without pain
But since the beasts were not endowed with
Free choice
Why do they suffer
Those whose minds are at peace
And who are free from passions
Do not desire to live at the expense of others
Thus no creature ever come short of its own
Its own completeness
Wherever it stands it does not fail to cover
It does not fail to cover
Cover the, cover the ground
Truly, man is the king of beasts
For his brutality exceeds theirs
We live by the death of others
We are the living graves of murdered beasts
Slaughtered to satisfy our appetites
We're sick of war
Some people kill animals for their skin
For their flesh for their blood
We do not want to fight
Sacrifice feathers and teeth and their bones
And their eyes and whatever you want
We're sick of war
The thought of it now fills our hearts with dread
How can we hope in this world to attain
The peace we say we are so anxious for
What wickedness to swallow flesh
Into our own flesh
Mmmm
Meat can never be obtained without
Injuring creatures
Aaah
Now I can look at you in peace
I don't eat you anymore dear fish
Is that your, your wish
Animals are my friends and I don't
Eat my friends, do you?
Aaah
There could be no free choice without pain
But since the beasts were not endowed with
Free choice
Why do they suffer
Those whose minds are at peace
And who are free from passions
Do not desire to live at the expense of others
Thus no creature ever come short of its own
Its own completeness
Wherever it stands it does not fail to cover
It does not fail to cover
Cover the, cover the ground
Truly, man is the king of beasts
For his brutality exceeds theirs
We live by the death of others
We are the living graves of murdered beasts
Slaughtered to satisfy our appetites
We're sick of war
Some people kill animals for their skin
For their flesh for their blood
We do not want to fight
Sacrifice feathers and teeth and their bones
And their eyes and whatever you want
We're sick of war
The thought of it now fills our hearts with dread
How can we hope in this world to attain
The peace we say we are so anxious for
What wickedness to swallow flesh
Into our own flesh
Mmmm
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Writer(s): Andersson Lagerqvist Magnus Bengt Henry
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