Lyrics No Concern for the Inhuman - Man is the Bastard

No Concern for the Inhuman - Man is the Bastard
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Song from the album D.I.Y.C.D.
in the genreМетал
Release date:31.12.2005
Song language:English
Record labelDeep Six
No Concern for the Inhuman
Club feet, can’t hardly walk
Mouth sewn shut, no way to talk
No concern for the inhuman
Scatter the dead into ruin
Fucking pigs — skulls are thick
Wretched cops — sucking dick
Fried meat, blazing sun
Guilty pigs are on the run
A feeble race takes a bite —
Rotten world

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