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Artwork by Mark Cooper - Mindrape Art
Mixed and mastered by Shane Mayer at Cerebral Audio Productions

Lyrics:
All grown up into butchers
But feeding us is not your goal
Compound packed to the brim with victims
May Celestia save your soul

Lack of bravery
Fill cages with life
Innocent, confused
Suffering, diseased
Eyes filled with sadness and frozen tears
Rotting bones beneath their flawless pelt
Exist within a den of seclusion
Please let us out, let us out

But what of your own pelages?
You harvest flesh but wish to stay intact
You’ve both played god
But there is no god at the heart of revenge

Where did you think this came from?
How did you think this got here?

All chopped up into pieces
But feeding us is not your fate
Casket packed to full with two victims
While Celestia turns the other way

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