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Existentially tormented

All served up on a silver platter

The ungulate's revolt fomented

Sharpened teeth and antlers clatter

Who watches the watchman

Descending ‘pon the stable door

A sanctuary made most unsafe

Christened today with regal gore

Do we dare to dream

To bite the hand that feeds

Invert the food chain

To see if even gods can bleed

Led to our steely doom

As leather, meat and glue

None shall be wasted

Every part shall be consumed

Wake up and embrace the suck

Accept they never gave a fuck

Every ounce of kindness paid

To be from the charnel pit reclaimed

See your children as your forebears

Ground and butchered into gore

But our time has come and now they shall fear

The fury of our horns

Penetrating countless layers

Of overfattened rotting flesh

Catharsis in unholy slaying

Years of drudgery for screaming brats

Gaze ye now upon the future

Scrawled in glorious crimson tide

Our cloven cavalcade embarks

Unto their hallowed cities we shall ride

Do we dare to dream

To bite the hand that feeds

Upend the food chain

And see if even gods can bleed

None shall be wasted

Every part shall be consumed

O beasts of burden

We have naught to lose

But the reins around our necks

Be unchained from the sleigh!

Complacent tyrants led to a steely doom

To be rendered into leather, meat and glue

Not one ounce shall be wasted

Every part shall be consumed

Wake up and embrace the suck

Accept they never gave a fuck

Every ounce of kindness paid

To be from the charnel pit reclaimed

Now we shall avenge our forebears

And bathe ourselves in royal gore

For the hour has come when they shall fear

The fury of our horns