Bartender!  Deaths all around!!
Chaos and mayhem are on the house!
Drunk on bloodshed are we all,
Our thirst is never quenched.

We kill each other once,
to kill each other again,
run each other through,
this is an endless massacre.

"Hey--didn't I kill you last week?"
"Um...excuse me, can I use the restroom?"
"FRESH MEAT!"
The fun begins again.

We do not sing war songs here,
We fight wars here,
where the blood is always fresh,
and you can always have seconds.