O come All Ye Heathens

"O Come All Ye Heathens"

O Come all ye heathens,
Devil lovers, Sinners,
O come ye, O come ye, to the gates of hell.
Scream! Choirs of monsters,
Scream blue bloody murder.
O come let us despise him,
O come let us despise him,
O come let us despise him!
The fallen angel.



O grab all your pitchforks,
Implements of torture,
Sing like a cat being dragged through a hedge!
Give to our father, cans of potted pig flesh.
O come let us despise him,
O come let us despise him,
O come let us despise him!
The fallen angel.



All hail Satan we greet thee!
On this dismal morning,
Oh Lucifer, for ever more we will spam your name.
Word of Beelzebub, his flesh disappearing.
O come let us despise him,
O come let us despise him,
O come let us despise him!
The fallen angel.

Written for "Invalid Item"