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Bare faces

Born to work for their worth

No hesitation

What's human is meat

Fair wage

Every piece is for sale

What organ is worth

Trading for food

Cannibal nation

Controlled by hungry

Mouths to feed

Who are happy to eat

What you have to offer

They start us young

Raised like swine

Born in the market

Collapse on their birthday

Sold for parts

Next day the toll is the same

Prices only rise

If you want to leave

You must kill, hurt, steal

The workers

Starve as they barter their flesh

The god is laughing

Raining scraps

Upon their heads

Above

Managers patrol

Mean eyes

Sharp teeth

One day

They'll fall