Songtexte: Holy Mountain. Enemies. Penned In.

you can judge the heart of a man
by his treatment of animals
a short life
in confinement
penned in and underfed
languishing in a solitary misery
no one will ever care to end
condemned to
a living hell
that no being deserves
a short life in confinement
diseased and driven insane
packed four to a cage, injured and broken
forced to live in excrement
bred to live
a tortured life
ignorance clears our conscience
the price of human decadence
is an animals life
commodified and caged and slaughtered
it's skin stripped off it's cooling carcass
these industries of suffering
we continue to ignore