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Hagiophage

by Kate Mitchell

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lyrics

(The good man is perished out of the earth:
and there is none upright among men:
they all lie in wait for blood;
they hunt every man his brother with a net.)

We’re pedestrians in a car culture
Above us circle vultures
Ready to feed on the corpse of excess
But creatures await so it’s time to confess

Before a carbonate caliphate
The robed judge awaits
Sunken in the peat bog
Goin yeehaw
Extracting every calorie to feed the beast
And the young Christ says the first will be least

Peter upside-down down the gullet of the creature
Rictus-mask frown on the face of the teacher
Magnolia petals dead on the ground
Twelve face-up corpses floating in the sound

(You do not recognize the bodies in the water)

A lap down lapdog top-down drag-drop
Sword through the heart of an old order mall cop
You reap and you sow and you come and you go
Butcher the beatified get ready for the show

In rapidly-drying iron rich paint
The message is real, not a fake or a feint
It’s the hagiophage
It’ll eat all your saints
It’s the hagiophage
It’ll eat all your saints
It’s the hagiophage
It’ll eat all your saints
It’s the hagiophage
It’ll eat all your saints

In rapidly-drying iron rich paint
The message is real, not a fake or a feint
It’s the hagiophage
It’ll eat all your saints
It’s the hagiophage
And you’ll never escape

Secondary objective
Principal collective
Hail to the chief
Said the private detective

Drawing a chalk line around Augustine
photos of a hallowed-out crime scene
Disgusted by entrails of these holy men
Some martyrs get to be martyrs again

(Another threat on the horizon for good Christian men!)

Put a foot down so hard he got fasciitis
Threading the aglet of a fascist’s eyelids
Among us now tread future saints
Hunting grounds for the hagiophage

A lap down lapdog top-down drag-drop
Sword through the heart of an old order mall cop
You reap and you sow and you come and you go
Butcher the beatified get ready for the show

In rapidly-drying iron rich paint
The message is real, not a fake or a feint
It’s the hagiophage
It’ll eat all your saints
It’s the hagiophage
It’ll eat all your saints
It’s the hagiophage
It’ll eat all your saints
It’s the hagiophage
It’ll eat all your saints

In rapidly-drying iron rich paint
The message is real, not a fake or a feint
It’s the hagiophage
It’ll eat all your saints
It’s the hagiophage
And you’ll never escape

credits

released January 5, 2020
lyrics & music CC-BY-SA kate mitchell
cover art modified version of public domain photograph "O'Connell Street, Dublin" (1963) by Richard Tillbrook
snake logo © snake solutions studio llp

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