The Man With The Silver Tongue

The man with the silver tongue
 Is cutting off my silver tongue
 He covers me in soft white clay
 I kiss his skin with razor blades
 I paint his face with cadmium
 He feeds my blood with lithium
 God made our world just yesterday
 Our silver tongue inscribes his face
 The deep red sea is falling back
 He sews my wound to feed his lack
 On crosses painted red and gold
 His skin is stretched and futures, told
 My Jesus of the rotting meat
 I cut your throat and lick your feet
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 Our freedom's like the slaughtered pig
 He screams for love, we murder it
 The spoon of honey on your tongue
 I drained it from where his body hung
 Shining white and red and silver love
 The man with the silver tongue
 My Jesus of the silver meat
 I cut your tongue and drink your heat
 Singing, "La, la-la, la-la-la, la"
 Singing, "La, la-la, la-la-la, la"
 Singing, "La, la-la, la-la-la, la"
 Singing, "La, la-la, la-la-la, la"
 Singing, "La"