Текст песни Nailing Descartes To The Wall/ meat Is Still Murder

I speak outside what is recognized as the border between "reason" and "insanity".
But I consider it a measure of my humanity to be written off

By the living graves of a billion murdered lives.

And I'm not ashamed of my recurring dreams about me and a gun and a different species

(hint: starts with "h" and rhymes with "Neuman's")

Of carnage strewn about the stockyards, the factories and farms.Propaganda - Nailing Descartes To The Wall/ meat Is Still Murder - http://ru.motolyrics.com/propaganda/nailing-descartes-to-the-wall-meat-is-still-murder-lyrics.html
Still I know as well as anyone that it does less good

But you cannot deny that meat is still murder.
Than harm to be this honest with a conscience eased by lies.

Dairy is still rape.
And I'm still as stupid as anyone, but I know my mistakes.

I have recognized one form of oppression, now I recognize the rest.
And life's too short to make another's shorter- (animal liberation now!).