In the Shadow of Swine Lyrics

In the name of all this is pure
I'll destroy your culture and rape your land
In the name of all this is good
I'll enslave your people and burn your homes
In the name of all this is just
I'll steal all you have and throw you my scraps
And for all this you'll be grateful, thus spoke the lord
And so the pigs took over the farm, soon they'll roast in spots
You'll reap what you sow