Lyrics Species - Vices

Species

We pick and choose which species lose
The bodies of others do not belong to us
Compassion includes food and fashion
The bodies of others do not belong to us
Man, I’d fucking force your hand
To take a stand
Become the voice for the voiceless
All of the bloodshed is not needed
It’s possible to thrive without taking a life
The right to life is simply being alive
When a child cries out for its mother
We all sound the same
When death is forced upon us
We all scream the same
Their blood
Their blood
Their blood is on your hands
Their blood
Their blood
Their blood is on your fucking hands
A life is a life, man
Their blood
Their blood
Their blood is on your hands
Their blood
Their blood
Their blood is on your fucking hands