Battles In The Farm (2003)


1. BATTLES IN THE FARM

"Swine of Satan, I hail thee !
Tomorrow is the day when our King, the Horned Pig, shall return !
So together we shall now execute the Christian farmers !
Gruiiiiik..."

From the darkened spheres of the Swinerealms
to the depths of the human mud
The frozen winds of winter are lashing the souls
of the Christian farmers who will spill their blood

By night the Pig Spirits wander
and infernal grunts disturb the farmers' sleep
Pigeonized they lie, paralyzed by terror
as the blasphemous voice rings from the deep

Battles, battles in the farm

"Those straight-tailed beasts, those hairless primates
They shall be mine, they shall be dead... Gruik !"

From his deadwhite throne, the Hog is watching
Looking down from the winter skies
The ethereal winds carrying his contempt
for the human kind trapped in their lies

Battles, battles in the farm
For the Pigs of the Swinerealms
Battles in the farm.

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2. SWINE OF SATAN

The moon is rising,
bathing the old farm in unholy light
The Farmers are sleeping,
blinded by their Christian ignorance
The Swine leave their pighouse
and head to the North
Guided by the cursed chants
of ancient necrodark pigeons

To find the Demonducks, earthly heirs of Satan
Who can defeat the blind still believing in God

Swine of Satan - Gruiiik !
Unholy descendants of evil pigeondarkness
Swine of Satan - Gruiiik !
Satanic animals of northern necrogrimness

In the grim frostbitten swamps,
the Demonswine are marching
seeking the Eternal Knowledge
of Time before Time
When the Demonducks shall appear,
bestow the Power upon them
The Might to curse the Farmers
and let them suffer in eternal Hell

The scarlet moon's high, let the ritual begin
Throw the Bread in the swamp for the Demonducks to eat !

And soon the brown mud tainted itself red,
their rotten beaks piercing through the haze...
"Demonduck ! Give me the Power !
Bestow me your Infinite Might, o Lord of Darkness,
to slay down the Slaves who are poisoning our farm !"

"Kill the Christian Rabbits, offer them in Sacrifice
to our Lord the Winged Hog, he needs more Lifeblood
before the grunting hordes of Demonswine may descend
and turn this Farm into a swine-made Black Inferno...
Quack, quack, quack, quack !!!"

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3. FARMYARD BEASTS

The Council of Beasts is to happen soon,
the human tyranny has come to an end
Gathering animals beneath the pale moon,
determined to escape the Farmers' command

"Look at yourselves, pitiful slaves !
Don't ye know what they've planned for ye ?
Come into our meek pighouse, you Rabbits,
here dwells the evidence of your Doom !"

And the Rabbits followed them - they couldn't be more blind,
completely unaware of what the Pigs had in their minds
With freshly picked Carrots, they were waiting in stealth,
wrapped them up in a cow skin and enlarged them to death
In agony they screamed, like Christians on the Pear,
and hearing all those cries the whole farmyard trembled with fear
Once again pigeonized, the Farmers lay awake,
so they came to the kitchen while the Swine built up a stake...

Farmyard Beasts, Wrath Unleashed

They came out to the farmyard to begin the Black Mass,
feasting around a dead Rabbit with a carrot in the ass
Animals crawled in their barns, hidden and terrorized
"Unless the Farmer kills us all, one hundred more shall die !"

Farmyard Beasts, Wrath Unleashed

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4. DEMONDUCKS

"Welcome ! To the farm in ruins again !
The wind whispers besides the feed tower,
Rabbit corpses will show us the way !
We are collected woeful around a book
made of pigeonflesh. Bring us the pig !"

So spoke the Swine on this night of Sacrifice,
as the acrid smoke of the burning Rabbit
corpses rose to the sky...
Then rang the sound of bones thrown into the well
"Never mind" said the Swine, "when they wake up
they'll burn straight in Hell. Gruiiik !"

Draw a pentacle on the ground,
put a piece of bread inside
and a feather in your ass
In Nomine Canardum - QUACK !
Demonducks - RISE !

Hear the sound of beating wings !
Hear the mighty chants of war
of the quacking Hordes of Hell !
Behold their grim yellow beaks as they drown
the Farm again in their darkness...

"You foolish screwtails ! What have you done,
the Farmer's awake and soon you'll be gone !
Behold the kitchen garden, among those plants
hides the only way, your only chance...
Now I'm getting old, my dark wings are torn
but over there in town, a Pigeon was born
Summon his name, for we Birds shall never fail...
Quack, quack, quack, quack !"

Hail Demonducks,
Ave Demonducks,
Salve Demonducks,
Farmer Fuck !

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5. LEEKS OF DOOM

In the kitchen garden, behind the farm
was a secret treasure hidden from their sight
There stood the leeks, all two feet tall
Majestic and grim, they pierced the night

So a Swine sneaked out of the farm,
wandering beneath the burning night
Reaching the garden, he stole some leeks,
trampling the bejeweled slugs
- anyway they would die !

The Farmer's baby will be baptized,
impaled on the leeks of doom !
Here's the device of their demise,
the Winged Hog is coming soon !
Through the blood of Sacrifice
we celebrate the Crimson Moon !
For the Horned Pig will rise
to uphold His reign of gloom !

Walking back into the battle
raging in the middle of the farmyard
He'd crush the rabbits with this Sceptre of Doom
and take on the barns...

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6. MIGHTY PIGEONDARK

Alone in the winter night,
far above the misty streets
The Pigeon flies,
his dark rotten wings beaten by the wind
Searching for preys,
innocent victims of the unholy fowl
He will descend
and they shall rot as he empties his bowels

Struck by mourning and wrath
in his majestic flight
The Pigeon heads to the ancient farm
into the winter night
The Demonswine summoned his name,
for the unholy war has begun
For the Kings of the Swinerealms' names
were stained by Christian blood

"Soon Vengeance will be mine
by the Pigeon and the Swine
Under the grim moonlight, the Farmers shall bleed
Far above the world I fly,
the Pantheon I defy
The Hordes of Ducks to the battle I will lead !"

Pigeon - Mighty Pigeondark !
Pigeon - All swine stride
at the gate with the mighty Pigeon !

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7. 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.

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8. FUNERAL FROG

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...

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9. LOST WISDOM

(Burzum song pigeonized by the Swine Of Satan)