Once in the time of chaos,
of sunless days and of unhappiness.
The statue of the triumphant master
stood proud and grim.
In the light of three descending moons,
in twisted and cracked open.
Unleashing the Goblin King
once again, for the last time.

 [bad word] 1:
"Now the Victory is ours !"
"Let us dance the dance of Immortals"

 [bad word] 2:
They shrieked, as they marched
up and down the hills,
in the sighing face of earth

Misfortune and Chaos,
Grief and [bad word] 
The works of Dreaming evil,
and the joy of unholiness.
No soul was left alone,
in the mayhem of the human race,
"Hahahahaa!!!. Let us joy. Let us dance!!!"
So they danced their macabre dances

REPEAT [bad word] 1

From the three ascending moons,
moonshine was spilling onto the ground,
 [bad word] trophies were all around
In the halls of the Goblin King

REPEAT [bad word] 1,2