Icons Of Filth - Perpetual Notion lyrics

Steeped in tradition, your means of nutrition. From granddads to fathers to sons handed carvers. Right down to the bone, it's all that you've known Medium to rare thoughts are all that you've shown. Hand-me down fables, ready, waiting on tables. Sliced without screaming, d**h with no grieving. That perpetual notion, perpetual notion, perpetual notion, perpetual notion. We could all have enough to eat, but you, you couldn't live without your meat. Food that's fed to fatten calves, could easily feed those that starve. We could all have enough to eat, but you, you couldn't live without your meat. Each body part bought will finance the next d**h. You can sow a seed. Don't buy their 'product', they cease to exist. The answer is simple, but one that you miss. These medium to rare thoughts, all that you've shown. The hope that they'll one day, one day hit home. the sentiment of sentience... is it lost on your ignorance? And your inner sense of innocence...in a sense... ignorance. We could all have enough to eat, but you, you couldn't live without your meat. Food that's fed to fatten calves, could easily feed those that starve. We could all have enough to eat, but you, you couldn't live without your meat. Each body part bought will finance the next d**h. You can sow a seed. Don't buy their 'product', they cease to exist. The answer is simple, but one that you miss. These medium to rare thoughts, all that you've shown. The hope that they'll one day, one day hit home. the sentiment of sentience... is it lost on your ignorance? And your inner sense of innocence...in a sense... ignorance We could all have enough to eat. We could all have enough to eat. We could all have enough to eat. We could all have enough to eat.