《Day Of Pigs》歌词

[00:00:00] Day Of Pigs - Roper

[00:00:23] Saturday

[00:00:24] I could feet the crowds dismay

[00:00:27] They've acquired quite a fire

[00:00:30] To burn the profane on a funeral pyre

[00:00:34] Voices shrill

[00:00:35] Cutting silence like they mean to kill

[00:00:38] Some pep rally where we scream his name

[00:00:41] Like god was loosing in a football game

[00:00:45] I don't want to waste his name this time

[00:00:51] I will never cast him to the swine

[00:00:57] Silver tongues

[00:00:58] All the spirit of an iron lung

[00:01:01] Selling highs as if we needed one

[00:01:04] Flash the lights so not be outdone

[00:01:08] Counterfeit

[00:01:09] Wanting joy so much we take a hit

[00:01:12] Like a tapeworm deep in hunger digs

[00:01:15] Waste the sacred just to feed these pigs

[00:01:19] I don't want to waste his name this time

[00:01:25] I will never cast him to the swine

[00:01:31] Grasping at some feeling you once knew

[00:01:36] Is nothing sacred ever safe with you

[00:01:41] If this is real then you must find it

[00:01:45] Between the space of grace and grim

[00:01:47] It's nothing you can manufacture

[00:01:51] Your walls cannot contain him

[00:02:08] I don't want to waste his name this time

[00:02:13] I will never cast him to the swine

[00:02:19] Grasping at some feeling you once knew

[00:02:24] Is nothing sacred ever safe with you