(now We See) The Swine

I'm blind, constricted

AS I watch them

The swine, they are about you

Vying for your solitary pearls

And flowers

Now, we see the swine

Upon the altar

They are the shakers running shows

They are about us

I'm blind, constricted

As I watch them

Pawing at you

How quickly they quiver

And a-tremble

Now, we see the swine

Upon the altar

They are the shakers running shows

They are about us

Now, we see the swine

Upon the altar

They are the shakers running shows

Oh, that's just what I'm told

It only takes a silken handkerchief

Amid the sackcloth

Oh, how they pin you to the wall

How they breathe their fetid breath

Upon you

She would turn away her head

But there are rough hewn hands

That rip her face

And words that are the coldest.....

Deepest thrill of death

When death becomes a bullish creature

Down on their haunches

Bloody in their meat and merciless

Tonight they wish to dine upon

That double-backed beast

Now, we see the swine

Upon the altar

They are the shakers running shows

They are about us

Now, we see the swine

Upon the altar

They are the shakers running shows

Oh, that's just what I'm told

Now, we see the swine

Upon the altar

They are the shakers running shows

Oh, that's just what I'm told