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Nykyinen versio 6. maaliskuuta 2010 kello 00.20

Keisarillisen laivaston kuoropojat, aka Man'O'War, sävelsivät ogreille ylistyslaulun, jota opetetaan pikku hiljaa katsojillekin. Yleinsä vain kertosäkeistön viimeinen osuus kuullaan.

Sons of Nuffle (Manowar:Sons of Odin)

Here to the whistle
I wander
Through this cloudless drive
I ponder
The steel of our mighty boots
Did clash
Fallen by our fists
Helmets smashed

Glory and fame
Blood is our name
Souls full of thunder
Hearts of steel
Killers of men
Of warriors friend
Sworn to avenge our fallen brother (VURG'AT!)
To the end...

One day too
I may fall
I will roll double skulls
I will die ball in hand
My name and my stats will
Scorch the land

Glory and fame!
Blood is our name..
Soul full of thunder!!
Hearts of steel
Killers of dwarves!
Of warriors friend
Sworn to avenge our fallen brother (VURG'AT!)

Sons of the moms
today we shall die
Open Valhalla's door
Let the game begin
with ball in the wind
Hail God of Bowl!

[Harppu Soolo]

Sons of Quinley we four..!!
By the sponsor of Morg!
Leg drop from the sky....
Another is born
Another shall fall
This day orcs will die!!!!

Glory and fame
Blood is our name
Souls full of thunder
Hearts of steel
Killers of skavens
Of warriors friend
Sworn to avenge our fallen brother (VURG'AT!)
Sons of the moms today we shall die
Open Valhalla's door
Let the battle begin with ball in the wind
Hail God of Bowl

Sons of the moms today elves shall die
Open Valhalla's door
Let the game begin with ball in the wind
Hail God of Bowl

Let the fouling begin with snotling in the wind
Hail
God
of Bowl!!!

...Onward to the line of scrimmage
Fought the sons of Quinley
Outnumbered many times
Still
they fought on
Blood poured fourth from their wounds
Deep into the earth
Apothecaries waited for the broken shells
That once were bodies
But Nuffle alone would choose the day
They would enter Valhalla
And in their turn of need
He sent forth unto them The Mysterious Old Medicine Man
Now gods and ogres
They rose up from the ground
Screaming like wild animals (FLUFFY!)
Such is the gift of absolute power
No blade or secret weapon would harm them
They killed them and referee alike
And all who stood before them died that day

Hail God Of BOWL!!!!!

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