Jaldaboath - Axe Wielding Nuns lyrics

Axe Wielding Nuns Axe Wielding Nuns A battle weary knight sometimes needs a rest To place his heavy head on a wench's breast Where the horse is well kept and his sword well oiled His undergarments washed when they've been soiled There is near Bagger Bridge such a place To bring a smile to a knight's long face To veer off a battle my stallion runs To the convents of Axe Wielding Nuns Axe Wielding Nuns Axe Wielding Hell hath no fury like the Axe Wielding Nuns Like a fire branded crucifix between the buns Mother superior doth speak with grace But if needs must she can handle her mace The art of fighting is a solemn vow Thousands are certain common know how They're gracious[?] interluder for they're chance to fight For the glory of battle and a hot steamy knight For another chance when they are able to wield The double headed axe and the blazing shield Axe Wielding Nuns Axe Wielding Hell hath no fury like the Axe Wielding Nuns Like a fire branded crucifix between the buns Axe Wielding Nuns Axe Wielding Nuns Axe Wielding Nuns Axe Wielding Nuns When we ride out to meet our foes A little surprise keeps them on their toes For following behind is a garrison of nuns Some heavily pregnant with ba*tard sons They swing their axes with gusto and might 'tis oft our enemies off get a fright At the sight of somersaulting nuns at arms Axes in hand and cleaving f**ing skulls Axe Wielding Nuns ... [x10]