(I'm) paralyzed by the amount of suffering
And pain we are able to cause
Look at factories
Of death we erect
Where killing never ends
Endowed with empathy
But can we make use of it?

Why to kill if we don't have to?
It's all about our choices
This flesh is more
Than blood and muscles
A history of pain
Is written in it

Life is not sacred thing?
fuck that prolife shit
But suffering and pain
Couldn't be more real
Do you wanna be a part of it?

Why to kill if we don't have to?