Hurrah! The banquet begins,
Let us dine with the Darkest Beast,
Chew on the Pancreii of our foes,
Laugh and jest in our ill-mannered ways.
A toast of whores urine for the putrid bards.
Make the bastards fuck and dance.
Let the holy masturbation of the beast
Begin.
The torrid fires shall burn only
The Dog-masters,
Unless they themselves know
The prophecies that are unknown,
And then they shall lead their
Legion of Malignant Goblins,
Against the Mighty Green Strangers,
In the Tavern of Many Lakes,
Which will once again end
The little bastards
Smiling.
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
