Представляем точный текст композиции "Dead Meat" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста D.R.I. . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Dead Meat» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую D.R.I. передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
D.R.I. - "Dead Meat"
Lyrics to Dead Meat : You dont see the blood You dont see the pain You dont see the bolt Going through their brain You dont smell the death You dont hear their cries You dont see the fear Flashing in their eyes You feed upon the meat of the weak The weak must die to satisfy The needs of the strong Their purpose in life Cant be to make you fat Weve got to stop thinking like that! You dont see the blood You dont see the pain You dont see the bolt Going through their brain You dont smell the death You dont hear their cries You dont see the fear Flashing in their eyes They laugh as they sharpen their knives Its party time and something has to die The meek must die to stock you fridge And the full freezers of the bloody steak house You feed upon the meat of the weak The weak must die to satisfy The needs of the strong Their purpose in life Cant be to make you fat Weve got to stop thinking like that! The sacrificial lamb Offered to a blood-thirsty god Throat cut, oceans of blood Let in guild and fear No more, all of your sins Have been paid for in prayer Knowing this, Im sure we should honor No with death, but with life You dont see the blood You dont see the pain You dont see the bolt Going through their brain You dont smell the death You dont hear their cries You dont see the fear Flashing in their eyes Carnivores congregate to partake in The feeding, feasting on the flesh Civilized citizens gather round the table Ready for the sacrifice They laugh as they sharpen their knives Its party time and something has to die The meek must die to stock your fridge And the full freezers of the bloody steak house You feed upon the meat of the weak The weak must die to satisfy The needs of the strong Their purpose in life Cant be to make you fat Weve got to stop thinking like that! [Lyrics: brecht] [ Dead Meat Lyrics ]
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