They fed us all with lies Chosen life for us I'm a Pig in charge, I'm a Knight I'm a Sheep at work, must oblige Like the vicious that went wild So the va**als that went: “Down to the secrets! Down to the secrets! Down to the secrets! Down to the secrets!” Like the vicious that went wild So the va**als that went: “Down to the secrets! Down to the secrets! Down to the secrets! Down to secrets! Down to the secrets! Down to secrets!””
And someday we will all go: (They fed us all with lies. Chosen life for us) “Down with the secrets! Down with the secrets! Down with the secrets! Down with the secrets! Down with the secrets! Down with the secrets!” Down, down, down… Feeling high, felling low There is much that you don't know Feeling high, felling low And someday we will all go "Years pa**ed. The seasons came and went; the short animal lives fled by. There were many more creatures on the farm now. They accepted everything they were told. Somehow it seemed as though the farm had grown richer without making the animals themselves any richer Except, of course, for the pigs and the dogs. As for the others, they were generally Hungry, in the winter they were troubled by the cold and in the summer by the
Flies. But none of the old dreams had been abandoned No creature among them went upon two legs. No creature called any other Creature “Master”. All animals were equal. Then, on a pleasant evening when the animals had finished work, the terrifying neighing of a horse sounded All the animals broke into a gallop and rushed into the yard. Then they saw: out From the door of the farmhouse came a long file of pigs, all walking on their hind Legs. It was as though the world had turned upside-down All the sheep burst out into a tremendous bleating of – “Four legs good, two legs better!”. By the time the sheep had quieted down, the chance to utter any protest had pa**ed, for the pigs had marched into the farmhouse Where the Seven Commandments were written, there was nothing there now Except a single Commandment. It ran: ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL BUT SOME ANIMALS ARE MORE EQUAL THAN OTHERS." After that it did not seem strange when the next day the pigs who were Supervising the work of the farm all carried whips in their trotters. That evening Loud laughter and bursts of singing came from the farmhouse. And yet the Animals never gave up hope