The slimy pond hides a rubbery faeryslut
Pours you a barrel of pee and it's no clean deal
Tears your balls apart by heart
Mustard up the arse and lights you up like Lardby

Ulvar (now wounded):
Cure bleeding from my meatloaf, my heart
Shit fries around my innards from outwards
So I fall upon my bratwursts my knees
Before my sweet swampqueen oh Börjedriel

The Plead of Ulvar:
I ask for your love to heal me.
For I'm so wounded, I am so very wounded
And it hurts me, oh it hurts me
The Doomlance has cut me deep...
My scars are deep, oh oh so deep

Your eyes are gleaming like stars
Your breathing is warm as a fart
Oh your skin is so soft and your Tits
Are two lovely bags of greenish piss

Only love can make me whole again.
Make blood run hot in my veins
Evil are the scars of Doomlance
But thanks to you whore, I still have a chance