Текст песни Napalm Death - Food Chains

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.