Dead in the Dirt - Can They Suffer? lyrics

Thrown into this filth routine Baring their teeth, hammer comes down Twist the knife, cut out their tongues Blood drains down, when hung from rungs "Can they suffer?" Chained to the f**ing floor With the ravenous mouth screaming more For this is the heartlessness of men Victims of consumer convenience Your f**ing lies only serve As proof of your hypocrisy A tradition built upon Pure barbarity Moral contradiction No hope for humanity With a heart able to feel pain and loneliness With mind able to understand love and fear Is this tradition worth the lives it's taken? For every life liberation