Somos De Calle - Melvin Santos Lyrics

We've got it in our hands
We've become the master
Of the living and the dead
Playing god
Playing mindless games
Got so shortsighted
Can even see the blood on our hands
We've put ourselves up
Just to bring the world down
Whatever we start
It Always comes undone
Thousands of innocent lives
Humans, animals, souls and love
Everything just dies
We steal, we fall
We kill, we rise
Everything around us, it dies
It's true we have becomes
What we eat
Just a piece of
MEAT
Let me play the butcher
And you'll play the dirt swine
Wait till I hear your blood drip
And then you are mine
I slice up you throat
And inhale your pain
The smell of death
Only makes me feel live again
We slice, we stab
We murder, we cut off
Every single thing around us
It suffers
There's no way to deny
That we are just what we eat
Just a piece of
MEAT
MEAT
MEAT
If really had to suffer from all our sins
We'd already burn in hell
Plagued by the screams
Of the dead
Funny how we seem to be
The only creature with morale
But we never get to use it at all
Juicy, tasty, just come and bite me
I was created to be eaten
Juicy, tasty, just come and bite me
I wanna be just a dead piece of
MEAT
MEAT
MEAT
MEAT