Song | Meat |
Artist | Abaddon Incarnate |
Album | Dark Crusade |
Scum who sit high, emanating bullshit | |
Empty vessels look up waiting to be sated. | |
With a callous disregard of human life | |
It grinds us up like meat. | |
Filled to the brim, going of like warheads | |
Exploding in hate, create our own extinction | |
With a callous disregard of human life | |
It grinds us up like meat. | |
With no foundation, no fools to hold high | |
Those who controlled us alongside us shall grind | |
Cheat us of a chance used up and spat out | |
Obeying scumbags | |
Playing with our lives |