We pick and choose which species lose The bodies of others do not belong to us Compassion includes food and fashion The bodies of others do not belong to us Man, I'd fucking force your hand To take a stand Become the voice for the voiceless All of the bloodshed is not needed It's possible to thrive without taking a life The right to life is simply being alive When a child cries out for its mother We all sound the same When death is forced upon us We all scream the same Their blood Their blood Their blood is on your hands Their blood Their blood Their blood is on your fucking hands A life is a life, man Their blood Their blood Their blood is on your hands Their blood Their blood Their blood is on your fucking hands