feed me.
Feed Me.
Feed Me.
Feed Me!
You reap – what I sow
you eat – what I grow
raw flesh – ingested
we are – infected
pesticides cleansing the crop of death
ploughing the fields of body and flesh
tall they stand till we mow them down
a hail of lead makes the carcass bow
Have you ever seen this before?
It'll sicken you I'm sure!
If you think you're clean and pure!
Is there nothing more?
FEED ME!!
I kill – and you eat
some bleed – and you freak
red meat – to fatten
we are – the glutton
Some harvest corn, others wheat
I don't grow ****, I butcher meat
feed it on waste then chop it up
process and package, orders up!
Did you ever think it would be like this?
Seeing meat wallow in **** and piss!
Slitting the throats, arms and wrists!
Is this what we all miss?
FEED ME!!
We feed to be satisfied, over filling, over stuffing on everything that we don't need we've reached the top of the mountain, eaten everything that we can, now there's nothing left to satiate our unfeedable desires and wants. We must starve. As the weak and poor starve. And yet still we scream... FEED ME!!!!!!
are we – the victims
we feast – we sicken
this wanting – is killing
children – blood spilling