The factoryis churning out all processed packed and neat   An obscure butchered substance and the label reads MEAT   Hidden Behind False Nomes Such as Pork, Ham, Veal, and Beef   An eyes an eye, a lifes a life, The now Forgotten belief   And everyday production lines are feeding out this farce   To end up on a table then shot out of an arce      Yet still they'er queuing and still they'er viewing   Sawing out limbs just right for stewing   Carcasses piled up in a heap   Sort juicy chunks from freezers deep   Well can't you see that juice is blood   From new born throuts red rivers flood   Blood form young hearts, blood from the veins   Your blood there blood serves the same      Now your at the table, sitting, grinning   Sitting there eating you never relise the filling   Its served upon a sterile plate you dont think of killing   The furthest your brain takes you, is it for frying or for grilling?   You moan about the seal cull, about the whale slaugheter   But does it really matter wheather it lives on land or water?   You've never had a fur coat, you think is crule to the mink   Well How about the cow, pig or sheep dont they make you think?   Since the day that you were born you've never been told the missing link      Yet still there queuing and still there viewing   Sawing out limbs just right for stewing   Carcass piled up in a heep   Sort juicy chunks from freezers deep   Well cant you see the juice is blood   From new throats red rivers flood   YOUR BLOOD, THERE BLOOD, serves the same.