Slaughterhouse from Vile Consumption by Sacral

Born into slavery
Denied all empathy
An unfeeling machine
Yet somehow it hates me.

My mother was taken away
As I screamed upon a cold dark floor
Probed by sterile, calloused hands
My body reduced to a resource.

Forced into a cell
So cramped that I can't move
And all the others...

The stench of our filth is unbearable,
Exacerbated by the heat that parches my tongue.

I scream in my tiny corner of a cold, dark world.

We breathe the same air for hours on end,
The factory was heaven when compared to this.

Prodded, kicked, and jabbed.
Forced from one hell into another.

Cruelty in the things they carry
Please show me some kind of mercy
No light in the eyes that stare at me
No light in their eyes

No light in their eyes as they bolt my head
No light in their eyes as they slit my throat

Blank stares as I bleed out
Blank stares as I bleed

A life, short and brutal
Agony, my only companion

Nothing is worth this cost.

• Black Metal
• Metal
• RABM
• crust punk
• Boston