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