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And
the
angel
of
the
lord
came
unto
me
Snatching
me
up
from
my
place
of
slumber
And
took
me
on
high
and
higher
still
Until
we
moved
to
the
spaces
betwixt
the
air
itself
And
he
brought
me
into
a
vast
farmlands
of
our
own
midwest
And
as
we
descended
cries
of
impending
doom
rose
from
the
soil
One
thousand
nay
a
million
voices
full
of
fear
And
terror
possessed
me
then
And
I
begged
"angel
of
the
lord
what
are
these
tortured
screams?"
And
the
angel
said
unto
me,
"These
are
the
cries
of
the
carrots,
the
cries
of
the
carrots!
You
see,
reverend
maynard,
Tomorrow
is
harvest
day
and
to
them
it
is
the
holocaust."
And
i
sprang
from
my
slumber
drenched
in
sweat
Like
the
tears
of
one
million
terrified
brothers
and
roared,
"Hear
me
now,
U
have
seen
the
light!
They
have
a
consciousness,
they
have
a
life,
they
have
a
soul!
Damn
you!
let
the
rabbits
wear
glasses!
Save
our
brothers!"
Can
I
get
an
amen?
Can
I
get
a
hallelujah?
Thank
you,
Jesus
This
is
necessary
This
is
necessary
Life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on...
This
is
necessary
This
is
necessary
Life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
This
is
necessary
This
is
necessary
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feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
This
is
necessary
This
is
necessary
Life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
This
is
necessary
This
is
necessary
Life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
This
is
necessary
This
is
necessary
Life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
This
is
necessary
This
is
necessary
Life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
Feeds
on
This
is
necessary
This
is
necessary
Life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
feeds
on
life
It
was
daylight
when
you
woke
up
in
your
ditch
You
looked
up
at
your
sky
then
That
made
blue
be
your
color
You
had
your
knife
there
with
you
too
When
you
stood
up
there
was
goo
all
over
your
clothes.
Your
hands
were
sticky.
You
wiped
them
on
your
grass,
so
now
your
color
was
green.
Oh
lord,
why
did
everything
always
have
to
keep
changing
like
this
You
were
already
getting
nervous
again
Your
head
hurt
and
it
rang
when
you
stood
up
Your
head
was
almost
empty
It
always
hurt
you
when
you
woke
up
like
this
You
crawled
up
out
of
your
ditch
onto
your
gravel
road
and
began
to
walk
Waiting
for
the
rest
of
your
mind
to
come
back
to
you
You
can
see
the
car
parked
far
down
the
road
and
you
walked
toward
it
"If
god
is
our
father,"
you
thought,
"then
satan
must
be
our
cousin."
Why
didn't
anyone
else
understand
these
important
things?
You
got
to
your
car
and
tried
all
the
doors
They
were
locked
It
was
a
red
car
and
it
was
new
There
was
an
expensive
leather
camera
case
laying
on
the
seat
Out
across
your
field,
you
could
see
two
tiny
people
walking
by
your
woods
You
began
to
walk
towards
them
Now
red
was
your
color
and,
of
course
Those
little
people
out
there
were
yours
too
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1 Flood
2 Intolerance
3 Crawl Away
4 Undertow
5 4°
6 Swamp Song
7 Disgustipated
8 Prison Sex
9 Bottom
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