And the hog of the forsaken   Got no reason to cry   He got to chew the angels   Fallen from on high      He ain't waiting for no answer   Baking woeful pie   Pie of eyesight, pie blue-black   Whoa that pie, the pie of bye-n-bye      And the hog of the forsaken   Well, he ain't like you and I   With bones always breaking   And no place to go and lie      He sit in the bog so dark and wet   He got so much time   He ain't even worried yet   The hog of the forsaken   He is the pork of crime      And the hog of the forsaken   He will leave you on more chance   Which if you won't be taking   He leave it for the hence      It's out in the wilderness   He sings for friend and foe   He sings for those times as well   As those times to go