The Final Melody
Likt sitt folk ar denna trakt,
Dar iskallt morker, hat och blodtorst
Mingen sjal om livet bragt
Nu krigets vindar iter viner
Over stenslatt och ruiner
Norrifrin ses trupper bryta
In mot land langs ishavsyta
(Strax De Kristnas Blod Skall Flyta)
Ansorg, Harm,
Sarwyrior, org Daur
Ansorg, Harm,
Fhaur... Grimjaur
Ut I falt ses Gallraug rida
Med Ondskans frander vid sin sida
Hogt sitt svard han kraftigt svingar
Kristet motstind ned betvingar
Hovar trampar bordig mylla
Krossar liv som Kristus hylla
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Life Is A Minestrone
I'm dancing on the White House lawn
Sipping tea by the Taj Mahal at dawn
Hanging round the gardens of Babylon
Minnie Mouse has got it all sewn up
She gets more fan mail than the Pope
She takes the mickey out of all my phobias
Like signing cheques to ward off double pneumonia
Life is a minestrone
Served up with parmesan cheese
Death is a cold Lasagne
Suspended in deep freeze
I'm leaning on the Tower of Pisa
Had an eyeful of the tower in France
I'm hanging round the gardens of Madison
And the seat of learning
And the flush of success
Relieves a constipated mind
I'm like a gourmet in a skid row diner
A fitting menu for a dilettante
Life is a minestrone
Served up with parmesan cheese
Death is a cold Lasagne
Suspended in deep freeze
Love is a fire of flaming brandy
Upon a crepe suzette
Let's get this romance cooking, honey
But let us not forget
Life is a minestrone
Served up with parmesan cheese
Death is a cold Lasagne
Suspended in deep freeze