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Roper - Day Of Pigs Lyrics

  • Saturday
  • I could feet the crowd's dismay
  • They've acquired quite a fire
  • to burn the profane on a funeral pyre
  • Voices shrill
  • cutting silence like they mean to kill
  • Some pep rally where we scream His name
  • like God was loosing in a football game
  • I don't want to waste His name this time
  • I will never cast Him to the swine
  • (Grasping at some feeling you once knew
  • is nothing sacred ever safe with you?)
  • Silver tongues
  • all the spirit of an iron lung
  • Selling highs as if we needed one
  • Flash the lights so not be outdone
  • Counterfeit
  • wanting joy so much we take a hit
  • like a tapeworm deep in hunger digs
  • Waste the sacredjust to feed these pigs
  • If this is real, then you must find it
  • between the space of grace and grim
  • It's nothing you can manufacture
  • your walls cannot contain Him

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