There was a pig on the table
With a fig in his mouth
and a snake crawled around the plate

and when the wine turned to water
and the bread turned to dust
I knew I'd arrived too late

It was the last supper
a seven course meal for the soul
It was the last supper
and I was the last to know

I saw my name in a book
that lay in front of the veil
With a key in between the pages
and when I unlocked the door
I found a hall full of mirrors
and I saw my life in stages

It was the last supper
and a snake crawled around the plate
It was the last supper
and I knew I'd arrived to late

last night I came to the gates
With invitation in hand
and my old life left behind
I came as soon as he called
but long before I had planned
still I came prepared to dine

It was the last supper
and a snake crawled around the plate
It was the last supper
and I knew I'd arrived to late

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