Lyrics:

It's feedtime
Every dog has its day
The hand that feeds you
Is the hand that can take it away

Blind leads
Blind leads

So die away
You can float in your endless sea
We're past prime-evil
We're way past pleasantries

Blind leads
Blind leads

The choir has a song ready
That I know many of you've heard before

On a plate
Entity's forgotten
You eat anyhow
In a war
Reason's not important
You kill anyhow

In a jam
You get out
That's how it is
Why should you care?
I don't know any more
It's feedtime, man

The thorough rape
The thorough rape
The thorough rape
The thorough rape