Cultural Warfare - Skin Trade

SKIN TRADE
A slave she came to be - At age thirteen.
By hands of fiends.
Forced to walk the streets - Perverts came to seek.
Her flesh that's pale and meek.
Drunken from alcohol - Pumped up – Full of drugs.
Who really gives a fuck!
This life she can't escape - Day to day she has been raped.
How much more can she take.

Sex from the skin trade - Can't wash it all away.
The blood upon the hands of those.
Who profit from someone else's pain.
The skin trade remains.
Profit from the skin trade – Can't take it all away.
Pain from the skin trade.
Will never wash away it leaves a stain.
Throughout the ages til nothing remains.
The lost and nameless – Profit the shameless.
When we all pay for the skin trade**

A family in poverty – Street gutter filthy.
There's nothing left to eat.
Without a skill or trade – A dollar a day is all she makes.
A child hunger cannot wait.
Willing to part with flesh – She prays for the best.
For those who are life obsessed.
With all that has been said – She (is) worth more dead.
How much for her fuckin head.

Flesh
A third world country – Hunted for sorcery.
Victim of Butchery.
Born without pigment – An early death is imminent.
A head hunter – Hell bent.
Tied down to a stake – Many heads and arms the take.
How much profit does it make.
A life of misery – Short or fuckin long “sleeve”.
The wounds that will always bleed.

Death