Gut Ripper, Fiend From The Pit

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