Food Chain

Artificial for these strictly conscious times Organic prothesis with a view to paying in kind To ease (the) guilt of scores of undignified ends Strung up, disemboweled right out of the pen So unbeknowing in their anonimity 'Cause when you're marked for death Ears switch off to the screams Primal urges Blindly cull, tear and chew Remember - Don't scorn what God gave to you What God gave to you Reverting, technologically advanced Yet bloodily we regress Reversal - Looking forward to a pressure bolt Through the head? Numbness - second only to dumbness Sure, they don't feel a thing! Travesty Communication block ensures no further usage Travesty Travesty Travesty