The council of beasts is to happen soon,
The human tyranny has come to an end
Gathering animals beneath the pale moon,
Determined to escape the farmers' command
"look at yourselves, pitiful slaves !
Don't ye know what they've planned for ye ?
Come into our meek pighouse, you rabbits,
Here dwells the evidence of your doom !"
And the rabbits followed them - they couldn't be more blind,
Completely unaware of what the pigs had in their minds
With freshly picked carrots, they were waiting in stealth,
Wrapped them up in a cow skin and enlarged them to death
In agony they screamed, like christians on the pear,
And hearing all those cries the whole farmyard trembled with fear
Once again pigeonized, the farmers lay awake,
So they came to the kitchen while the swine built up a stake...
Farmyard beasts, wrath unleashed
They came out to the farmyard to begin the black mass,
Feasting around a dead rabbit with a carrot in the ass
Animals crawled in their barns, hidden and terrorized
"unless the farmer kills us all, one hundred more shall die !"