The farmer greets you with a pleasant voice, you don't know his weapon of choice, he asks you in to sit in his table, you don't know he's mentally unstable.
Knocks you to back of your head, you know you'll soon be dead. Move's your body out to the piggery, end will come to you very sickly.
Gorean pig farm, consider yourself warn, Gorean pig farm pigs obey their master, a fucking sick bastard. Gorean pig farm evil lives on his farm.
Unexpected sequence of events, now you are lying on the piggery floor,
Dont even dream of revenge, the master shuts the piggery door
Giant fangs and muscular feet, to taste fresh blood they seek. You are passed out, but you still know, the end for you will be violent and slow. Mutated from steroids by their master, (their) bloodlust grows, faster and faster. (He) drops your body to the manger, now you're food for his creatures.
The pigs are already six-feet-high as they walk with two feet like you and I, they are the perfect weapon and every one should feel threaten.
Gorean pig farm, consider yourself warn, Gorean pig farm pigs obey their master, a fucking sick bastard. Gorean pig farm evil lives on his farm.
Unexpected sequence of events, now you are lying on the piggery floor
Dont even dream of revenge, the master shuts the piggery door

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