Оригинален текст
Fearing death from war
A priceless scandal arises
Scared people's muscle tissue
To be sold to others as meat
The scandal will end
Human butchers have no remorse
For their choppings
It's only a job to them
Poor and homeless
He stalks away
Hunting humans
Hacking-Slicing-Chopping
To the streets to be sold
As meat to eat
Hacking-Slicing-Chopping
To the streets to be sold
Starving-People
Feeding on
Human meat
Hunting humans
Acting so innocent
Behind
Behind the scandal
People not knowing
Being cannibals
Friends and family
Died from the war
But they were murdered
And butchered
Sold to people as
Pork meat in the street