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