Gene Loves Jezebel
Bread from Heaven
From the depths the mutants crawling,Sprawling from the cavesAnd from this land they call our father'sA chorus begs for breadI heard it called a wilderness,This desert is man-madeAnd the creatures mill around, bemused,Asking who's to blameIf the powers that beTruly believe in an eye for an eyeAnd if the punishment should fit the crimeThen the gallows awaitBread from HeavenPowerless, we are powerlessThe ants must climb this towering locustBringing it to it's kneesAnd we should crush this swollen insectAnd regain our dignityYes, yes - flesh is carved with wraps and chainand on his flesh the calves of waste
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