Funeral Frog

SWINE OF SATAN

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Back in the dark depths of time,
when Mother Sow fucked Father Swine
Drowned beneath the pigeonstorms,
dead bodies devoured by worms

Consumed barns lie in abandon,
no one survived Farmageddon
Forever those ruins shall be damned,
green shadows roaming till the end

Funeral Frog !
The woods whisper its mourning cry.
If it bites you your soul will die,
if you kill it it will return,
if you eat it your ass will burn.

On the dreary paths around,
the Frog awaits without a sound
When hunters come across its way,
in those grim woods they'll pass away...