If we teach the rationale that engaging in unnecessary suffering and violence is fallacious and illogical, then how are beings carrying sapidity an excuse or vindication?
lyrics
I was born a battery
with shackles that keep me from standing
I live in a chamber
filled with the corpses of my sisters
Mausoleum
I am your manhood
Genocide that tastes so good
Just to prove that you are human
And everything is for you
You're just as plastic as the packages my parts come in
Traditions run by tongues hungry for skin
This was never a fucking argument
When I'm inverted staring at my blood on the cement
Don't think just chew
Decorate the cache of truth
If you saw the slaughter
Would your mouth still water, Baby
If you knew my pain
would you refrain
Because it’s not just that I die but how I live
Is that enough reason to find an alternative?
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