Alone in the winter night,
Far above the misty streets
The pigeon flies,
His dark rotten wings beaten by the wind
Searching for preys,
Innocent victims of the unholy fowl
He will descend
And they shall rot as he empties his bowels

Struck by mourning and wrath
In his majestic flight
The pigeon heads to the ancient farm
Into the winter night
The demonswine summoned his name,
For the unholy war has begun
For the kings of the swinerealms' names
Were stained by christian blood

"soon vengeance will be mine
By the pigeon and the swine
Under the grim moonlight, the farmers shall bleed
Far above the world i fly,
The pantheon i defy
The hordes of ducks to the battle i will lead !"

Pigeon - mighty pigeondark !
Pigeon - all swine stride
At the gate with the mighty pigeon !