Cruelty Without Beauty
Disinfected torture chamberA scientific abattoirTheir death is the price of your progressIf these walls could talk, they'd scream
No empathyNo dignity
Cruelty without beautyCruelty without beauty
Archaic rhetoric your weak defenceYour victims have no choice, no voiceLook in their eyes, does it still make sense?A plastic bag their burial gown
No empathyNo dignity
Cruelty without beautyCruelty without beauty
A legacy of evil you preserveTheir blood cannot be washed cleanIn my eyes their brutal fate you deserveIn your dreams you will hear them scream