Lyrics

A fox or minx coat made to measure Gives credence to the murderers who hunt for pleasure A creature scared shitless Tormented then caught Slaughtered by mindless cunts who call it a fucking sport The voiceless now have a voice The voiceless now have a voice The voiceless now have a voice The voiceless now have a voice Bеauty is in the eye of thе beholder Or more usually in the eyes of a rabbit Blinded by cosmetics, vanity and profit Have we the right to inflict such torture? Have we? Well have we? Well have we? Well have we? Liberation not experimentation Liberation not experimentation Liberation not experimentation Liberation not experimentation