The Sign Of The Southern Cross - Hog Callin' Songtexte
Soooieee!
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
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
Necessary
Uncomplicated
And when I call the hogs to me the slaughter is unreal
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
(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!
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)