Welcome to Cell Block 427 it's 10 o'clock at night
Can you see the rows of bodies twitching in their
sleep And if you're hungry, if you fancy a bite
The guards will be obliged to pick the fattest
from the heap

They drag the body through the filth by a cruelly
mutated arm Up into the kitchen of the human
factory farm It tries to scream but can't without
a tongue One more slaughtered in the kitchen of
the human factory farm

Recipe: Take your body, grease it well and rip the
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the throat allowed to bleed Prepare a stuffing,
smash the jaw and jam it down the throat Then
braise your beast for two hours for a healthy,
filling treat

Back in Cell Block 427 the rest don't care if he's
missing Two beasts fuck frantically, fearful of
their slaughter One bloated specimen rolls off its
mate and proceeds with pissing The shit drips
between his legs as he pisses on his rotting
daughter