Death On The Shelf

by Gab De La Vega

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released April 2, 2012

Recorded at Mad Dog Studios in Brescia by Marco "MR" Rossi on March 28th 2012

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Track Name: Death On The Shelf
a plastic package on the shelf
a piece of meat on your plate
just a product to consume
a life you take, stolen to become food

your food had eyes to see the world
your food felt the pain as you do
your food loved its cubs as you love your darlings

you turn your eyes away from here
as I show you the tragedy of your faults

this massacre is not necessary

you say it's unfair that some people starve
complain about the third world but
it's easy to complain with your mouth full of death

stop and think about this – stop and think about this

so try to understand and not to judge
veganism is the key that brings a change

an equal world for everybody

I see no reason why you claim yourself
above the other passengers of the long trip
on this planet, you don't have the right

to kill and eat to keep in cage, to separate a mother
and her son to spill their blood and to give pain and torture
breeding lives to kill again and eat the dead exploiting just to satisfy
a need you could actually satisfy in many other ways without taking
a single life away from anybody, try to understand
that you can bring a change for them, for you for the hungry,
for the whole world.

a new world.
Track Name: 1000 More Fools (Bad Religion)
[Originally by Bad Religion]



I heard them say that the meek shall reign on earth
phantasmal myriads of sane bucolic birth
I've seen the rapture in a starving baby's eyes,
inchoate beatitude, the lord of the flies

so what does it mean when your mind starts to stray
kaleidoscope images of love on the way,
brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay
1000 more fools are being born every fucking day

they try to tell me that the lamb is on the way
with microwave transmissions they bombard us every day
the masses are obsequious, contented in their sleep,
the vortex of their minds ensconced within the murky deep


so what does it mean when your mind starts to stray
kaleidoscope images of love on the way,
brother you'd better get down on your knees and pay
1000 more fools are being born every fucking day