Abattoir - Paragon

From a vision long ago to world’s nutrition now

A perfect secret formula, a giant big cash cow

Billions of hungry mouths, they all need to be fed

A taste made from the living for the living dead

Your name is on a slaughter’s list

A highlight blood red mark

All connections cut

A journey to the dark

Abattoir, transforming human meat

Abattoir, create the perfect wheat

Locked up and crammed — trained and jammed

Abattoir, destination for the damned

Watch the data on your wrist — time is up now

The order’s out, they’re on your back, getting you somehow

Damn the stupid body cult and all your healthy life

All in vain, to be erased, no chance to survive

Blood is dripping in a glass

This meal is best served warm

Life becomes an evil mass

Slicing flesh in form