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Song of the Week – ‘Plague’ by Severity
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On the song – ‘Plague was inspired by the movies “Super Size Me” and “Food Inc.” I remember feeling helpless, after I saw these films and learned what goes into making the food we eat. In “Food Inc,” you see how cows are eating grain instead of grass to make them bigger. These grain-fed cows have 80% more E. Coli in their digestion tract that can end up in the meat we consume. To fix the problem, farmers pump the cows full of antibiotics which leads to resistant strains of diseases. My thinking in writing the song “Plague” was that the lack of care in growing our food could lead to a new, incurable plague, referred to in the last verse. At one point in the film, a guy reaches his arm into a hole in the side of a cow and says, “This doesn’t bother him.”
Another image that stuck in my mind while composing “Plague” was chickens so fat they couldn’t stand, crammed into chicken coupes without good ventilation, surrounded by dead chickens.
Instead of singing about typical metal topics, I wanted to bring to light what most Americans don’t realize: that a lot of the foods we eat are not very good for us, and it’s all done for greed and profit. It’s cheaper to take apples and artificially flavor them to taste like peaches than it is to use real peaches! On the downside, it’s super-expensive to eat all organic foods, so we’re left with little choice but to eat what’s available. I would like to think that this could be regulated by the government, but for whatever reason it doesn’t seem to be a major concern. Hence, the plague.’
Lyrics:
You are what you eat
What is it that you eat?
The dollar makes your stake
Like new bottom-rated trash
Our lives aren’t worth their spit
To those who feed our death
Your cancer cooked well done
You know your worth
Grow this and fake this synthesize this
We’ll fool them and addict them then leave them
We told them them they showed them, but who listens?
They warned them that we’d hurt them so we blame them
Chorus
We made them grow fat
You wanted more and we laughed
The money that we made is soaked
We made a cheaper world
Taste this, we’ll fix this, just take this
Can’t cure them, can’t help them, so we poisoned them
Just pay them, then forget them, and we’ll make some more.
No one, can’t keep up, with this breakout.
The dead fill the streets, there’s no safehouse.
We burn them, to cleanse them, it’s too late now
We wait for our time, as it runs out
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