To smear the stench of those who maimed
In grimeclad slit-depths of latrines
The Eight of Stowl, muck-sod skeans
Lunged to a green and putrid aura,
Screaming, HEURA! HEURA! HEURA! HEURA! HEURA!
To smear the stench of those who maimed
In grimeclad slit-depths of latrines
The Eight of Stowl, muck-sod skeans
Lunged to a green and putrid aura,
Screaming, HEURA! HEURA! HEURA! HEURA! HEURA!