Sweet Empire the abattoir

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Race me down to the abattoir
To a world of endless consumption
We need room for our livestock to feed
While we feed on their corpses
Set your habits aside
And look a little closer
See what we've become
Murderers
Murderers
Murderers
Of ourselves.
It's a new world order;
Chemicals ruling our tongues
Food's injected with poison
Adding flavour to our meals
Cancers eating our systems
Set your habits aside
And look a little closer
See what we've become
Salt your veins -Sugar our hearts
With no compassion
And submit to mass consumption
Murderers
Murderers
Break free from the abattoir
Don't eat yourself to ruins
Our stomachs turned into living graves
How can we deny?
We're murderers
Murderers
Murderers
Killing ourselves

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