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Pork Hunt

from Id Writhes by Benjamin Horrendous

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Ham, bacon chops and sausages.
We’re killing pigs, don’t take no hostages.
Stick a pig, gimme a pig foot.
Ham is a pigs arse.
Poor sow, stuck in a rape rack. The pigs are in prison.
Intelligent and clean, not like a human being.
We go the whole hog, shoot bolts through their brains.
Curly tails and trotters; bring home the bacon
Cut up into rashers.
Pigs squealing and grunting like death metal thrashers;
The sound of pain obscured by the rustle of money
Pulled from a pigskin wallet.

Stop the hogwash. Take our snouts from the trough.
The prime porker is a mighty fine beast,
Too fine and noble to be served up at a feast.
We’ve mistreated pigs for thousands of years
And made silk purses out of sows’ ears.
If Jesus could manage water into wine
Why did he damage the gadarene swine?
Gods will or pigswill?
Two thousand beasts there grazed on the mound,
Sent into a frenzy by the son of man drowned.

The day will come when the pigs run free;
Free from fear, no more torture in the name of food;
Free to trot through the fields, higgledy-piggledy,
Under the open sky;
And one day, pigs might fly.

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from Id Writhes, released December 23, 2017
Bh - vox, guitar, bass, percussion, chimes

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