Leeks Of Doom lyrics

In the kitchen garden, behind the farm Was a secret treasure hidden from their sight There stood the leeks, all two feet tall Majestic and grim, they pierced the night So a swine sneaked out of the farm, Wandering beneath the burning night Reaching the garden, he stole some leeks, Trampling the bejeweled slugs - anyway they would die ! The farmer's baby will be baptized, Impaled on the leeks of doom ! Here's the device of their demise, The winged hog is coming soon ! Through the blood of sacrifice We celebrate the crimson moon ! For the horned pig will rise To uphold his reign of gloom ! Walking back into the battle Raging in the middle of the farmyard He'd crush the rabbits with this sceptre of doom And take on the barns...