The Sign of the Southern Cross - Hog Callin' | Текст песни

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• The Sign of the Southern Cross
• Hog Callin'

SOOOIEEE...

CHORUS 1:
NECESSARY
UNCOMPLICATED
AND WHEN THE HOGS ARE CALLED TO ME THE SLAUGHTER IS UNREAL...
APOCRISIARY
CHRISTENED IN THE SLOP
AND WHEN I CALL THE HOGS TO ME THE SLAUGHTER IS UNREAL...

VERSE 1:
In nature you have the bore and swineherd.
Shepherd as I may be I am still amongst the trough ruck.
I will cannibalize, silence piglet squeals, to make way for my own flowering glut...

CHORUS 2:
NECESSARY
UNCOMPLICATED
AND WHEN I CALL THE HOGS TO ME THE SLAUGHTER IS UNREAL...

VERSE 2:
Unyielding is the impulse to beggar thy neighbor.
To consume, with ravenous hunger, the putrid remains
Of the sow's womb that drops and sours land laid out for hog dogging,
Engorging the dog bays...

BRIDGE:
(Now beyond the metaphor)
MY HATRED FOR MANKIND STEMS NOT FROM SELF INDUCED SELF-CENTEREDNESS...
BUT RATHER FROM A LIFE-INDUCED, WELL BALANCED, SENSE OF BITTERNESS...

(But there is no illusion that...)
SNOUT-NOSED AND CLOVEN-HOOFED I COME TO THE HARVESTER'S CALL:
Sooiee...
Sooiee...
Sooiee...
SNOUT-NOSED AND CLOVEN-HOOFED I, AS THE HARVESTER, CALL:
Sooiee...
Sooiee...
Sooiee...

VERSE 3:
Fuck the phylum, I'll keep my tusks and genitals
While the castrated ones sift and devolve.
But my balls leave me as easily beguiled by guttural sounds of rustic greed...
(As all others...)

It's necessary
Uncomplicated
It's natural
IT'S ANARCHY...