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 even see the blood on our 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 becomes
What we eat
Just a piece of
Meat

Let me play the butcher
And you'll play the dirt swine
Wait till I hear your blood drip
And then you are mine

I slice up you throat
And inhale your pain
The smell of death
Only makes me feel live 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 piece of
Meat

Meat

Meat

If 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
Meat
Meat
Meat