Из альбома: The Change I'm Seeking
I just can’t take no more
I gotta get out of this place
Cause the things I’ve seen
Have broken my heart
Made me feel ashamed
Just to be a part of this human race
If you could see their eyes while they were dying
If you could hear their cries while they were dying
Would you still put them
On your dinner table my friend?
If you held the knife while they were dying
And if it was you who did the killing
Would it be different
Cause there’s no difference in the end
The blood is on your hands
The blood is on your hands
If you don’t make a change
If you don’t take a stand
The blood is on your hands
Oh my brother could you take some time
It would mean a lot to me And oh my sister would you make some time
There’s something you have to see
It’s a little hard to swallow
But the truth will set you free
If you felt the pain with every bite you took
And if you caught a glimpse with every bite you took
Of all the misery
And the suffering
Just to feed your selfish craving
Would you still swallow?
The blood is on your hands
The blood is on your hands
If you don’t make a change
If you don’t take a stand
The blood is on your hands
If you look the other way
When they’re crying out in pain
If you wear fur
If you wear leather
If you eat meat
The blood is on your hands
Just because you have the might
It doesn’t give you the right
And just because you have more brains
It doesn’t mean they feel less pain
And if you choose to remain ignorant
The blood is on your hands