Proboscis Lyrics

You fly You run
T'would be easoer to flee from the sun
Why I choose to die
In piety, I may, because I follow Him
Not you, infidel
You die because we deem it so
He loves those who pray
But to pray you must be loved by Him

That is why you cannot be
Accepted into His sacred flock

Upon the rack you twist in pain
Your spine cannot stand the strain
Life was not for you, our quarry
But not too late to say you're sorry
Your ways are different
I looked and saw it was not right
Not good and not right
Pity you. He won't, despite your broken form

Judge not lest ye be judged
Save if you be the one who may decide for Him
I judged He frowned
I know because I follow Him
When asked what became of you
'Ask the rats who gnaw and chew'
Into the dirt your face was trod
d***ed enemy of a loving God

You fly You run
T'would be easier to flee from the sun