Текст песни Индульгенция - Убойный цех

Life suspended on an iron hook
Their lives are unknown to me and you
Bloody puddles before my eyes
They are not guilty of anything in front of us!

Desire is - there is a synonym for suffering,
Who instilled this in your consciousness?
Why turn all this into sadism?
After all, this is real fascism!

Hundreds of tortured bodies lie on the shelves
How much torment and pain in these eyes,
Cruel methods of primitive people
Spread out on these poor beasts!

If you want to eat meat, it's your choice
It's not about the meat, it's about the violence
They make money from torture
They don't care, they are not at a loss.

Experiments, chemical heaven
Beautiful fur coats, leather clothes,
Don't buy and don't wear
Don't keep those impudent faces!

Hundreds of tortured bodies lie on the shelves
How much torment and pain in these eyes,
Cruel methods of primitive people
Spread out on these poor beasts!