Текст песни Slaughter Blues

Sittin' here My hands are reds Blood drips all around Stayin' here Like in the past Hear the dying sound Of animals, it's all the same Animals or humans Slaughter blues Who wil survive and What will be left or them I live the art The art of kill Art of bones and skin To butcher here like in the past Right, right, rtight into the flesh Of animals, it's all the same Animals or humans Slaughter blues Who wil survive and What will be left or them From face to face lifes passing by And those who ignore still believe Take take take their pain away Take a look at the misery In our better world Slaughter blues