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Back to the castle

Returning you might say

There's a vat of brains and it's brain mashing day,

The lord of the manor has been up to no good

And now he must pay

Refined psychopath with a metal jaw

Primitive justice comes to call

An angry mob approaches

Peasants the lot of them

Toting a priest and some pitchforks

Just like a Dracula film

They were here once before

Got no satisfaction

Ruling with a steel jaw, brain wine concoction,

He thought it was fine to mash up their heads

Now he meets his destruction

So tear down the gates and slash up the drapes

For a baron of blood there can be no escape

Found in the garden

Unsuspecting fool

Grabbed by the locals

Gouged up with a spoon

We know how to deal with your sort

We'll make no mistake

Crudely shear his head before they fry him at the stake

Crush his minions in a rage as they batter him with sticks,

Setting fires, they're saying prayers

Violence and righteousness is surely a winning mix

Blood! Blood! We want blood!

Back for the attack

Hack! Slash! Cut a dash - it's good to get your own back