Gweneth, my love it over-flows and spillith [bad word] ride my steed into the night,
 do not be frightened, for I am enlightened
 (at least, enough to see the way!)
 Onwards - into the concert (faces painted)
 By blasting [bad word] we are elated and the howls,
 and anti-Christian growls enough to shake your bowels!

 Oh oh oh o-oh she's a Black Metal Beauty!
 Oh oh oh o-oh she's got me feeling [bad word] 
 Oh oh oh o-oh touch that Black Metal booty!
 Oh oh oh o-oh 'tis my Black Metal duty!

 Bedsit, this hovel is not very well lit
 just enough to see the shadow of her breast
 Inverted cross on chest, my [bad word] the quest.
 Plumpish, this wenches [bad word] smell of codfish
 I'll not return another day, but now I'll have my way.
 ...Well - if you think you can find something more appetizing in a bloody band t-shirt, good luck to you!

 "...If the [bad word] be told, this wench is but a beast as if cast from the very bowels of [bad word] itself. For even great Lucifer could not stand the sight of this grotesque evil dwarf in a mini-skirt!..."

 Escaping, in early morn fore she is waking
 I cannot stand the shame of being seen
 leaving this goblin queen
 Could fault be too much ale?

 Homebound, onto the castle and to safe ground
 And please my men be on the guard in case [bad word]  She's just one of those you wish you hadn't shagged

 Sham-ed - all is lost and nothing gain-ed
 What have I done, but shame my clan
 I now feel less than a man
 T'was not a cunning plan
 Nooooo!