Sick Is The Will Songtext
von Insense

I feel ashamed to be an aide
Consumer in a fruitful trade
Cheaper the price, harsher the vice
Kindness is a hostage to the blade


There is no conscience in capital
When murder is a key component of the business
I′ve always thought "how low can one go?"
How can the ongoing slaughter and dulling of feelings
Not be prescription for emotional suicide?
Sick is the will
Let's cram more of them into crates
Death toll increases but cheaper the rates
Analyze, optimize
The product′s statistics and not a race
Let's capitalize on biomass
Genetically engineer a class
Oversized, brutalized
The yield has a heart but the beat won't last
Let′s test these products tooth and nail
Vivisection, cut, impale
Snap your fingers and hundreds dead
The lotion feels softer on your head
go!