Testo Boar

There´s a pig down in the mud Face the dead man in his blood Chained up net roll down the rails Down, to meet you at a place Where they look at you and you at them To sing it together again All animals are equal Equal to the sky Equal to the ocean Equal when they die I´m the porkling that was grilled I´m the victim that was killed Me in chains roll down the rails Down, to meet you at a place Where they look at me and I at them To sing it together again All animals are equal Equal to the sky Equal to the ocean Equal when they die Equal when they die