Meat

We've got it in our hands
We've become the master of the living and the dead
Playing god, playing mindless games

Got so shortsighted, can't even see the blood on our own hands
We've put ourselves up just to bring the world down
Whatever we start, it always comes undone
Thousands of innocent lives
Humans, animals, souls and love, everything just dies

We steal, we fall, we kill, we rise
Everything around us, it dies
It's true we have become what we eat
Just a piece of meat

Let me play the butcher and you'll play the dirty swine
Wait till I hear your blood drip and then you are mine
I slice up your throat and inhale your pain
The smell of death only makes me feel alive again
We slice, we stab, we murder, we cut off
Every single thing around us, it suffers
There's no way to deny that we are just what we eat
Just a dead piece of meat

If we really had to suffer from all our sins We'd already burn in hell
plagued by the screams of the dead
Funny how we seem to be the only creature with morale
But we never get to use it at all

Juicy, tasty, just come and bite me
I was created to be eaten
Juicy, tasty, just come and bite me
I wanna be just a dead piece of meat

Juicy, tasty, just come and bite me
I was created to be eaten
Juicy, tasty, just come and bite me
I wanna be just a dead piece of meat

© Melvin Hein