I did not know about their farmers life
At my farm, we get up to work the land outside.
We do our job untill we die.
But some psycho farmer got so bored
He and his family said: We will go hardcore
His little girl became a whore.

No patatoes where they used to ly,
The entire land, it feels so dry.
No lettuce plants that spawn,
And what happened to their corn?

Community lost faith, how must they feel?
Disguisting they are named, his wife's naked at their door.
Farm still unchanged, no vegatables to peel.
For God's sake, the family name was scorn,
Fertilization too late, the dry ground is torn.

Now let's assume the local priest was right.
They lost faith and they are too blind to find the Holy Light.
Evil crawled beneath their veins and now,
They are trapped, souls are stuck, is an exorcisme a bit too much?
Their souls need the church's Holy touch to be reborn.

Family out of faith, devil made his deal
Soul's sold and they are gone, the story goes on no more.
I still cannot believe it's real
Why aren't they ashamed, they are naked on the floor.
Farmer deranged, there'll be no corn,
Corn.

Oh, Oh, oee

God forbid what they do as they ly,
Can't stop looking, don't know why
What's going on? Not supposed to watch, I'm torn

Position #8, so randy I feel,
Feel hot and unashamed, as I join them on the floor.
Feelings are unchanged, hands I feel,
The ground will shake, an earthquake is born.
I'm out of faith, so randy I feel,
Feel hot and unashamed, though I joined them on the floor.
7 hours straight, feeling reborn.