Perpetual Unending Slave By Jhc Tabucur Lyrette Consciousness Clean Within spirit is Free None to be Killed To feed our Need Sacred is all Life Not one shall Bleed The Earth Provides The blood is Green Chlorophyll is the Key Hemoglobin Never Shall we cause To Cascade and Flow For only evil Comes From infernal Deed Slaughter and Slay When there is no Need Only selfish Greed To kill for Meat Rape the Humble Destroy the Meek How brave are We Cowards Forsake True Enlightenment For rotting Meat All are born Great No one life Shall Or should we Take Only sacrilege Is Left in our Wake Every life Has Its rightful Place Each with Breath Deserves our Grace Compassion is Never A waste of Power The more you use It Stronger and Stronger Moment by Moment It grows with Force Unceasing is its Flow To heal and Soothe All pains and Woes Creatures need Love Our children they Be Radiate and Sparkle Like the Glorious Heavens that Hold The stars Above Deep in animal Eye Sacred light Shine So rare and Fine Like Aurora Borealis Chasing the Night Illuminating the Mind All shine Immaculate To kill and take Life Returns us So A primitive State Perpetual night of Mind As if we lost our Sight Reaching out Blind Hide from true Light Steal our birth Right Animals and Man Born royal and Grand Progeny of the Universe But lust and Passion For blood and Meat Death you Satiate Murder is Procured On your dinner Plate Before you Feast Salivate like Beast Hunger for dead Meat And to teach Children This is the cycle of Life That animals must Die So we can Survive Such a monstrous Lie Deep tear comes to Eye To see infants Chewing On the slaughtered Dead Nauseates my Mind Their parents Truly Lack vision and Sight Perpetuate Deception Their ancestor Told Our grand Superiority That we have Right To Murder and Kill Any and all we Delight Fools lost in the Night Believe that Animals Born for your Need Insatiable your Greed Evilness is that Seed Neglect their Rights We defend Ourselves How selfish are We No remorse you Feel To those who Bleed Deaf to their Cries Ignore their Needs Some enjoy Screams Humans who not See Reality is Paradise But for Animals Born for Food Skinned for Fur With sharp Knife Dispense their Life Steal their Right If I was Cow or Pig Or any farmed Animal I would rather You Annihilate my Kind For without Freedom What is left of Life Bred to be Butchered Sired for chopping Block Preferable is Death Than your Perpetual Unending Slave ~ Tabucur ~ © Jhc Tabucur Lyrette 07/08/13
Posted on: Thu, 22 Aug 2013 08:41:03 +0000
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