Of starthieves and blackfleshed bastards i tell About the day when warfed lilies fell To dare the dance on the nightblades To conquer and kill the skyslaves Arbiter of feverfeasts, of whips and crystal calices! Command my paintale apogee! Falling... in magmarain... Feverfeast... a thunderous vulvadance Feverfeast... with diamond fangs and soulflight chants Chaosbreed's fire forged our tongues No lightborn spear could harm our speech A stampede of feathered whirlwindwords... Onwards to the sulphurfields As stormsong and fleshy colonnades Bid you welcome to a bastardtongue's tale... To slaughter and orgies, oversoul! We are the clan of warlust and woe...!