Waste Testo

Testo Waste

*WASTE*who will be their voicewho will hear their criesthe ones who cannot speakas we dehumanizeincarcerated innocentstheir sentience ignoredslaughtered by the millionsfor the pseudo-carnivoreswhat a waste of our timeof our land of our humanityblood-spattreed carcass it wets your appetitedon`t you fucking get iteating flesh it isnt`t right for youfor me our children the worlddestroy their machinesburn their slaughterhouses to the groundnow it`s time for us all to defendthe oppressedmeat is murder!still we consume the dead and rottingproducts of violencewe`ve got to make that change for youfor me our children the world