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.