Swine Slaughter
A force of fucking piglets,
Way too high on power.
Without those guns in your hands,
You're all a bunch of cowards.
Too many pigs everywhere,
Get out of my town.
When we actually need your help
You're never around.
They are completely useless.
So we might as well feed,
Swine slaughter
Cast them into the grinder,
Way more than we need
They are completely useless,
We might as well feed.
Kill them all
Way too high on power.
Without those guns in your hands,
You're all a bunch of cowards.
Too many pigs everywhere,
Get out of my town.
When we actually need your help
You're never around.
They are completely useless.
So we might as well feed,
Swine slaughter
Cast them into the grinder,
Way more than we need
They are completely useless,
We might as well feed.
Kill them all
Credits
Writer(s): Steve Rathjen, Dylan Ruskin, Jeffrey Hughell, Marco Pitruzella, Jeffrey Alan Hughell, Mark Alexander Pitruzzella
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