Pearls Before Swine - Deviated Instinct

And the hatchet men

Wrapped in unskilled grace

In all their wisdom

Did mock and condemn

Judge and patronise

In all their idol stupidity

They decree judgement

Self-acclaimed witch-hunters

The parasites that ridicule the host

So open-minded they spit slander

So sound in ideals;

back biters

When the half-truths run dry

Lies in torrents will follow

No one said it would be easy

How long before the rope breaks

Years of labour undone in an instant

And sitting in splendour are those you adore

You so adore

But when they fall from grace

It’s a pit of wolves out there

An itch that won’t scratch

You’re tearing apart

The very banner you claim to hold so high

Are you simply so ignorant

Or just too important to try

Or are you just jealous

This your only means of attention

And you mock the stage

As you dance to the tune

And our justification

Is like casting pearls before swine