Meat to Grind

Around in the shade I seek with thrill
Playing God with human skills
But I look around and all I see
Zombies wandering in the lands

They take their view
They take their pride
They take their mind
They take their life

In the end death is just all you get
Don't live attached to the hands of other one

Meat to grind is
Toward your life is
In your flashes
As your light is gone...