Bekloppto Beknakkto, Seven Infernal Hellfirewinds of Flautz
And there three Bald-headed Blasphemies of No Role-playing-Games
Have rarely thought to themselves: Kiffsel, Kaffsel, Kuffsel

yeah, what is it then?
Stinky-Cunt puked once in awhile
In a bucket of cats
And Satanic Sewing-Machines
The Evil Sausage sinking
sank

When Childish Greasy Pizza
picks at their hair
Fussy struggle horn and having a flat chest
To cause irrevelant blows of mayhem

When foul-toothed Dirk stinks out of his mouth
Biting flesh in the Land of Vertical
Smiles

Hellchrist Evil and Painfulness Kiss
master of the six silver strings of hell
as well was a little bit unimportant
Sturmbas, the great countess of Eva
wanted to stay in the bar in the little asshole
fuck, fucked

The devil has sons