This little piggy went to market,
This little piggy stayed home,
This little piggy had roast beef,
This little piggy had none,
And this little piggy made a blood sacrifice to the Old Ones so that the Sleeping Gods may awaken and once again take their forbidden thrones, bringing doom to all worlds as is their destiny while rewarding their most faithful with riches beyond measure.
This little piggy was in over his head. The Sleeping Gods awoke and began their rampage, refusing to accept the piggy as their acolyte. There would be naught but death now, as dark forces from aeons past returned, demanding blood and vengeance. All who stood in their path would be vanquished.
So this little piggy cried wee wee wee all the way home.