Testo Mournful Stench

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
Filled with regret
Give me the regret of the blood

Beg beg! Mournful stench!
Damn you!