Eyes wide open
\nBums a twitching
\nOn the wagon
\nEach one pitching
\nWhere are they going
\nTo Slaughter alley
\nPink and plump
\nUp to the gally<\/p>\n
Soon these souls
\nWill all be hanging
\nUpside down
\nTheir hearts not banging
\nWatching each die and then be
\nCut up in front, of well yea me<\/p>\n
One of the runts
\nSlipped off the
\n trailer
\nSeemingly I be a failure
\nBack of the queue
\nAnd ready to die
\nEars all twitching
\nI wonder why<\/p>\n
Tumbling this way tumbling that
\nSacrificial pigs at
\nThe killing stage
\nOur life will be
\nGone me thinks
\nAnd eternally<\/p>\n
We will falter we will feel
\nThe massive cut
\nIt will feel real
\nAs pigs go
\nour time is now
\nA Christmas roast
\nYea that is how <\/p>\n
Alongside Turkey
\nAnd apple sauce
\nHappy Christmas<\/p>\n
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Eyes wide open Bums a twitching On the wagon Each one pitching Where are they going To Slaughter alley Pink and plump Up to the gally Soon these souls Will all be hanging Upside down Their hearts not banging Watching … Continue reading