Tytuł: Humane

• Wykonawca: Vice Squad
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What I read in the was reality
  Hell created by students of bestiality
  If this is the human race we're all sick
  Torture an animal, you think you're better than it
  
  Wake up it's time to die again
  Your plite must make me cry again
  They stick electrodes inside your head
  If you're lucky, you'll soon be dead
  
  Choking on tobacco smoked for pleasure
  Testing out cream for a wrinkled face
  Agony we cannot measure
  Trapped behind the bars with no escape
  
  Increasing Cancer Research's wealth
  Isn't going to bring you good health
  Reality, you continue to ignore
  Much more pain for us all to endure
  
  One day your factories and laboratories
  Will be burned and you'll be brought to your knees
  Then you'll find out what it's really like
  When someone slowly ends your life
  
  In factory farms across the country
  Millions waiting to be freed
  You say that they lack human feelings
  This battered flesh on which we feed
  
  Is it really so hard to open your eyes
  See through a cruel goverment's disguise
  Use your voice for those who have none
  Or has the system struck you dumb?
  
  Upper crust on horseback, so sick in the head
  Getting such pleasure from a useless death
  Taxpayer's money for the royal stud
  So the parasites can let some more blood
  
  Maiming and killing, setting your traps
  Animal loving nation, a load of crap
  You have no emotions, you're devoid of pity
  The lowest part of humanity.
  
  Wake up it's time to die again.