Lyrics of Nailing descartes to the wall/(liquid) meat is still murder

I speak outside what is recognized as the border between "reason" and "insanity". but i consider it a measure of my humanity to be written off by the living graves of a billion murdered lives. and i'm not ashamed of my recurring dreams about me and a gun and a different species (hint: starts with "h" and rhymes with "neuman's") of carnage strewn about the stockyards, the factories and farms. still i know as well as anyone that it does less good than harm to be this honest with a conscience eased by lies. but you cannot deny that meat is still murder. dairy is still rape. and i'm still as stupid as anyone, but i know my mistakes. i have recognized one form of oppression, now i recognize the rest. and life's too short to make another's shorter-(animal liberation now!).