Because in land of pigs, butcher is the king...
Just when I thought I was feeling low enough, I saw few guys chasing down a pig on busy road, apparently because he seemed to have somehow escaped from their deathly gallows.
He look scared as hell, and couldn’t think of anything for nuts. “Civilized” traffic, gaping crowd and pack of ruthless hunters.
Got caught eventually, picked up by neck, hair pulled and leg-dragged. It was nothing less than a butcher show in public.
But then it proved one thing, “In the land of pigs, Butcher is the King!”
I felt so weak and lonely on his behalf and on my own.
Since morning I have been reeling in quicksand of depression. I mean, take a good look at my life right now! Tell me what is it that I can do? Who is it that I can call? I mean, I am “ABSOLUTELY” what you call as “useless”.
Went to office, because there is nothing at home to do and no where else to go. Came back to home because, don’t feel like working and there is no one I could meet or spend time with. It really doesn’t get anymore sad, and If I don’t do something about it soon, it’s gonna get me.
Fuck my misery… This dedication to that pig today, who might have lost his last bit while whole world looked on.
I wish he revives again as a man to kill in least, those three pigs who snatched it all…
Here it goes
Iron Maiden - Wicker Man
Hand of fate is moving and the finger points to you
He knocks you to your feet and so what are you gonna do
Your tongue has frozen now youve got something to say
The piper at the gates of dawn is calling you his way
You watch the world exploding every single night
Dancing in the sun a newborn in the light
Say goodbye to gravity and say goodbye to death
Hello to eternity and live for every breath
Your time will come, your time will come
Your time will come, your time will come
The ferryman wants his money you aint going to give it back
He can push his own boat as you set up off the track
Nothing you can contemplate will ever be the same
Every second is a new spark, sets the universe aflame
You watch the world exploding every single night
Dancing in the sun a newborn in the light
Brothers and their fathers joining hands and make a chain
The shadow of the wicker man is rising up again
Your time will come, your time will come
Your time will come, your time will come
Your time will come, your time will come
Your time will come, your time will come
Your time will come, your time will come
Your time will come, your time will come