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