Farmageddon (Kings Of The Swinerealms)

Unsilent pigeons in the farm abyss,
A sign for the swinehordes to ride
Throned by brownstorms, the farmer's getting empty
While his crab louses swim against the tide
Frozen by asswinds upon his deadwhite throne,
He's grunting like an immortal through the holes of eternity
Cursing the beans on that day of silent sorrow,
He bitterly tastes the triumph of bestiality

Storming through brown clouds and intestinal winds,
The winterbeasts descend in eminent silence
Circling above, swine after swine,
They ride steelclad ducks quacking their battle chants
Grabbing their leeks, they get ready for action,
One by one they land beyond the north barn
Slowly they summon their brown smell of destruction,
Proudly concluding their journey to the farm

"in my farmyard cold, its ravishing pigness
Cursed into eternity, swine of northern darkness"

"peggy, hog of the depths, i summon thee... gruiiik !"

Sneaking in winterhaze, the demons lead the fight
Quacking ducks, grunting pigs, cucumbers brandished high
Pumpkin-throwing artillery, they tear down the walls
Hang their cat, rape their dog and go for every hole !

Sound of claws grinding flesh, run away from the sharp beak
Grinning teeth, beating wings, gooses buttfucked with a leek
Blood was spilled, feathers fell, dead beasts piled up in the yard
One by one, the old barns started burning in the night

As we behold this tragedy unseen,
Hear the cries from the mourning farm
Smell the pigs enthroned as kings of the swinerealms
Taste their scythes and tails - feel the harm

Behold the kings of the swinerealms,
On their deadwhite thrones,
Grunting, watching farmageddon.