Blood! Blood! Heading for us A mouthful, stench of evil Returning to your kin And your daughter Return from us Our tainted sun you'll fear You honor, tint our scourge I only learn from the dead From the ones before us Return from here Or you will be eaten The price we pay The lull and fowl Smell from the dead Not filled with love sponsored links Filled with regret Give me the regret of the blood Beg beg! Mournful stench! Damn you!