Swallowers Songtext
von Mothman

Move his words through you
Spew them over policy and smear them in the eyes in charge of interpretation
They burn in the mouths of the swallowers
Forking tongues, decaying reason, making sure each poison tree remains deeply rooted
We swarm like drones to the flower to drink, to drown in promise unfulfilled
The empty canyon between our ears howls for an echo
False prophets given the loudest mouths boast holy decree
In which case God does speak through you--stay away