Halt heathen! I have come forth to relieve thee of thy heinous frivolity, thy ignorant skull. I shall accept graciously thy rotted pulp you call thy heart! For we shall not go whimpering into this good night, but shall overthrow thy hideous masters and leave all that hail the foul darkness, a bleak endeavor to be sure, to the whims of fate and the tender care of the legless inhabitants beneath the daisies of yon fields! Get behind me evil one, I shall spare not thy soon to be maggot infested hide! You shall be drawn and quartered, your time is nigh! Prepare for the hangmen! His daughter sings of your pitiful demise!
Halt heathen! I have come forth to relieve thee of thy heinous frivolity, thy ignorant skull. I shall accept graciously thy rotted pulp you call thy heart! For we shall not go whimpering into this good night, but shall overthrow thy hideous masters and leave all that hail the foul darkness, a bleak endeavor to be sure, to the whims of fate and the tender care of the legless inhabitants beneath the daisies of yon fields! Get behind me evil one, I shall spare not thy soon to be maggot infested hide! You shall be drawn and quartered, your time is nigh! Prepare for the hangmen! His daughter sings of your pitiful demise!