The Honey of Mortal Blessings

Ugly swine, glad your not mine
Spit the apple into your eye
This dirty piggy never made it home

The lords helper, ran for shelter
Couldn't escape the boiling swelter
Pulverize you like the sheep you are

Oh man I could destroy you if i wanted
Murder you with my own two hands
Oh man I'd be so fucking happy
Murder you like a sacrificial lamb

You are nothing but a scared animal
Branded "A Coward" right on your back
A sight so divine, a sight so prime
Numerous ways to skin a cat

All sliced up

The flavor tastes so much better now
My tools, these hands, the obese cow
The swine, the blood wine, the approaching feast
Your Jesus Christ will bow before my feet