The world is thrilled by the horrible noise
I hear the veggies' voice

All the saints are bleeding
I feel the breath of the Doomsday
Cole slaw escapes the plates
Death brings us torment and decay

Tomorrow [bad word] Acrid smoke hides the light
Thousands corpses on fire
Veggies burn them down

Warriors of Heaven and Dark Lords of Night
These horrible moments we have to unite
To face the hazard and start up the war
Otherwise our future belongs us no more

I hear the dreadful call! 
If I look back it will take my soul
At midnight's stroke
It's going to turn me into muck

Eggplant, "the Assassin"
Dead men ripper Mr. Leek
Cut faces into peaces 
Sunroot, celery and Turnip

I hear the veggies' voice

Vegetarians will pay for all
How many vegetables were devoured?
How many baby potatoes and kales
ended their short lives in horrible flames?