To die, perchance to sin, the rub For in that sleep of sin, what, kingdom may come? What of the limitless sex and violence in the wake of Welcome to the slaughter, what are to do?
What be your epitaph, when we get done with you? Are you gonna cry for your momma, are you have a good time? Are you gonna be a bohab, when it's turn to die? It all pretty crazy, bedlam all around
Anarchy, rule the street, it's a RagNaRok party town Your head it is a turnin', your it is a burnin' As your slips away The final hour's here, now grab a beer
You're king for one day Go on and get a gun, we're have some fun Snuffin' out some fools, and all the rules The only is winnin', that means a lot of sinnin'
Sinnin' feels so fine, you're out of time It's always one hell of a party, when RagNaRok around RagNaRok 'n' roll, 'n' roll time to trash the planet, RagNaRok battleground
Welcome to Valhalla, do not be Now you are a zombie, and all friends are dead It all gets rather naughty, when we get Everybody take a load off, I hope you're
Whip out bologna, your feeling mighty horny And you wanna have one chance Looking for a lubbah, no need to a rubbah Have a RagNaRok 'n' roll
Go on and find and get them really bloody Peelin' and a porkin', dealin' and a Chokin' and a jokin', and a loadin' Load in lot of fun, hurry now, you're out of time to dust