Waste - Good Riddance

Who will be their voice

Who will hear their cries

The ones who cannot speak

As we dehumanize

Incarcerated innocents

Their sentience ignored

Slaughtered by the millions

For the pseudo-carnivores

What a waste of our time

Of our land of our humanity

Blood-spattered carcass it wets your appetite

Don’t you fucking get it

Eating flesh it isn’t right for you

For me our children the world

Destroy their machines

Burn their staughterhouses to the ground

Now it’s time for us all to defend

The oppressed

Meat is murder

Still we consume the dead and rotting

Products of violence

We’ve got to make that change

For you for me our children the world