He was originally a believer
But he transformed into a butcher
Don't kill people, only pigs
Hang a live pig upside down from a tree
The white knife goes in, the red knife comes out
Shave the skin and open the intestines
The meat is delicious and the blood is red
He kept talking
This is the next year soil pig fed in the countryside
Feed only grain, wild vegetables
It's not like the foreign pigs raised in the city
By adding what this agent, that agent
Unable to withstand his seduction
I also bought ten pounds
The meat is fat and lean, and the mix is very even
He also said proudly
He has killed pigs and made a living of them
All the pigs in these ten miles and eight townships were killed by him
All I think is, we and you
Everyone can eat some "assured meat"
In the process
I handed him the knife and washed his hands
And ate the pork he had killed
So, reasoning like this
If he is a killer, I am an accomplice