Текст песни Tax On Joy - Скотобойня

It so happened that I was born in prison
And only in order to get to your table
Your god allowed you to have my death
See me in a dream when I fall to the floor

Humiliate, kill, eat
This is the path to the underworld
But we're in a hurry to justify again
Slaughterhouse

Kind man, kill me faster
I can't watch my mother bleed
Brother and sister have long been dead
You gnaw their bones, you love to devour

You have reason, you have a choice
But the lump slows down and crushes silly excuses
Admit it to yourself, come on!

Humiliate, kill, eat
This is the path to the underworld
But we're in a hurry to justify again
Slaughterhouse!