Back to the castle...
returning you might say...
there's a vat of brains and it's brain mashing day,
the lord of the manor has been up to no good...
and now he must pay...

Refined psychopath with a metal jaw...
Primitive [bad word] to call
an angry mob approaches...
peasants the lot of them...
toting a priest and some pitchforks...
just like a Dracula film

They were here once before...
got no [bad word] with a steel jaw, brain wine concoction,
He thought it was fine to mash up their heads...
Now he meets his [bad word] ..
So tear down the gates and slash up the drapes...
For a baron of blood there can be no escape
Found in the garden...
Unsuspecting fool...
Grabbed by the locals...
Gouged up with a spoon...

We know how to deal with your sort...
We'll make no mistake... [bad word] shear his head before they fry him at the stake [bad word] his minions in a rage as they batter him with sticks,
setting fires, they're saying prayers...
violence and righteousness is surely a winning mix...

Blood! Blood! We want blood!
Back for the attack
Hack! Slash! Cut a dash - it's good to get your own back