If I Had to Do the Killing

In windowless sheds

They live in misery

Victims of systematic cruelty

Never know a gentle touch

Never know a kind word

Nameless, faceless, voiceless

Soon to be in pieces

If I had to do the killing

Would it change what's on my plate

Could I look at you face to face

And take your life away

Dont show me, don't tell me

I don’t want to see this

Dont show me, don't tell me

I don’t want to hear this

Dont show me, don't tell me

I don’t want to see this

Dont show me, don't tell me

I don’t want to hear this

Let your heart feel their state

Yours is the power to change their fate

Let your heart feel their state