Of Montreal
Black Lion Massacre
My creator appeared to me in the form of a black lionShe checked my temperature to make sure I was readyIt was 106.7, she preferred .8 but couldn't waitI rode her to the arenaThere she licked my foot to rehydrate meLeft me pleading in the dirtThe ministers went silentDrank milk powdersSpilled some on the infants to begin their ritesPeople slaughtered each other out of joyPeople murdered their pets, pissed on each otherMasturbated in their front yardsVomited in public fountainsGouged out the eyes of reptiles and mutilated fishThen prayed deeply and watched as their bodies transformedRejoiced to the processThere were rainbows everywhereEverywhere
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