
Abattoir Songtext
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the roots of cruelty lie in an inability to see the visceral realities of everyday atrocities.
atrocities by another name, it still seems as obscene to say:
"mine are not in the abattoir, neither poor nor dying in the war, so I am unconcerned"
how can the world see things this way?
we're left cold by the blood that is lost.
atrocities by another name, it still seems as obscene to say:
"mine are not in the abattoir, neither poor nor dying in the war, so I am unconcerned"
how can the world see things this way?
we're left cold by the blood that is lost.
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