Stop Talking lyrics

Every second three animals die in American laboratories tortured by crazed vivisectors who burn crush and mutilate starve poison and assault animals to fulfill their sick pleasure. Inflicting pain and suffering to gain more money and power. Sucking their wealth (the blood) out of others just like the madmen at the top who fuck our lives just for profit. can't you see there's no difference between government exploiting people, people exploiting animals, it's all the fucking same, just another facet of oppression in this society. Murder is murder it's still the same. From behind their walls come silent screams victims of mans cruelty. “For the good of man� they proclaim, their conscience eased but not the pain. Justification from dark cold eyes (what they well is full of lies) “A sacrifice for societies gain� whatever reason they're still to blame. Cos animal experiments do not save human lies, and even if they did it wouldn't make an ounce of difference cos we've no right to decide who's to live and who's to die. Every second we just sit and talk three more are killed and the clock ticks on. Those still alive just wait to die, their blood flows red like yours and mine. The time for action is here today but what path do we fucking take when the animals that we liberate just always seem to get replaced? We must put them out of commission break their cycle of oppression burn down their laboratories of death and if they too get burn well they've had their warnings. Yet they still continue the bastards have it coming. They've made a choice (not theirs to make) to kill and maim, it's life they take. Innocent? Fuck no they're not it's blood they spill. They must be stopped no time for love and understanding they don't deserve our “compassion� what those murdering scum deserve is a dose of their own medicine. So let's smash them now, once and for all, break through their walls/skulls. Put an end to their sick reign they've carried on for far too long, we know that they're in the wrong so stop the talking – start revenging and give the filth what they've got coming!