Maniac Butcher - In The Shades Of Storming Mountains, At The Shores Of River Oharka, In That Land Let For Next Three Days Liquor As A Stream Flow To Celebrate Our Glorious lyrics

For it corrupts all my pleasure And tears my veins up, either When the bunch of useless parasites Is wolfing at my feast tonight Roast is tasty who*es are lusty Being as the loot For my bravest troops Parasiting vermin Which we will be hunting So now my true servants Find and k** the filthy rats