Once the time of chaos, of sunless days and of unhappiness The statue of the triumphant master stood proud and grim In the light of three moons, it twisted and cracked Unleashing the Goblin King, once again, for the last time
\"Now is the Victory ours!\" \"Let dance the dance of Immortals\" They shrieked, as they marched and down the hills, in the face of earth
Misfortune and Chaos, Grief and Destruction The works of Dreaming evil, the joy of unholiness No soul was left alone, in the mayhem of the human race Let us joy, Let us dance!!!\" So they danced their macabre
From the three ascending moons, moonshine was spilling onto the ground, Gruesome trophies were all around, the halls of the Goblin King