| And the angel of the Lord came onto me, snatching me up from my pleasant slumber. And put on high and higher still until we move to the spaces betwix the earth itself. And he brought me onto a vast farm land of our own midwest. And as we descended, cries of impending doom rose from the soil. One thousand, nay, a million voices full of fear. And terror possessed me then. And I begged: "Angel of the Lord, what are these tortured screams?" And the angel said up to me: "These are the cries of the carrots! The cries of the carrots, you see, Reverand Maynard, tomorrow is harvest day and to them, it is the HOLOCAUST..." And I sprained from my slumber dringed in sweat by the tears of one million terrified brothers. And roared: "Hear me now, I've seen the light. They have a conscienceness, they have a life, they have a soul. Damn you! Let the rabbits wear glasses! Save our brothers! Can I get an amen!? Can I get an Alleluia? Thank you Jesus!" |
This is nescessary
This is nescessary
Life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on...
| It was daylight when you woke up in your ditch. You looked up at your sky. That, that'd mean blue to your colors. You had your knife there with you too. When you stood up, there was glue all over your clothes. Your hands were sticky, you wet them on your dress. So now, your color was green. Oh Lord, why did everything always have to keep changing like that? You are already getting nervous again. Your head hurts and it lane when you stood up. Your head looks almost empty That always hurt you when you woke up like that.You crawled up out of your ditch until your gravel road. And you began to walk, waiting for the rest of your mind to come back to you. You can see the car parts turnin'down the road and you walked toward it. If God is a Father you got, then Satan must be our cousin. Why didn't anyone else understand these important things. You got to your car, you tried all the doors. They were locked. It was a red car... There was an expensive leather camera case laying on the seat. All across your field, you can see two tiny people walking by your wood. You began to walk toward them. Now red was your color and of course, those little people out there were yours too... |