Suffer No More Pig

If it’s not now, it’s yet to come
The pain in the painting isn’t done
The readiness is all
The last hurrah, the curtain call

The bitter church of the new today
The best and the worst of the poison way
It ain’t no shame, but a shame for you
The lie came up, and the lie was true

The puritans of the torture tide
With a cattle prod, so open wide
Hung on the magic meat hook trick
Killed with a cure, but never sick
This good-for-nothing nothing good
Dirt that hides beneath my hood

Bump and bruise on the bitter storm
In the tyranny of the uninformed

I’m sick, I’m sick, I’m sick
See my celluloid eyes
I bruise, I break, I bleed, I will rise
Pearls lost in my pain
Like tears in rain
Sacrifice and suffer no more
Suffer no more