Here we ride once again, nWith the pain and dust left behind, nToward the caves of Mt. Pholoe, nI say... nnLast night the blood did spill, nUpon the ground of nuptial rite, nIn the house of Ixion's son, nI say... nnDevour! nnThe spirits sank in our veins, nInsolence from too much wine, nAt the sight of that fair dame, nI say... nnThe drink was in command, nDoubled by the fire of lust, nAs I seize the hair of the bride, nI say... nnMaraud! nnCaravan through the night, nWith the north wind at our manes, nCry out to the Gods, nGive me thes trength to ride once again, nnTheseus charged Eurytus, nChampion with jagged steel, nSmashed his brains in battle lust, nCrunching bones beneath his heel, nnMt. Pholoe is where I ride, nSlaying all the passerby nPlundering the moutnain side, nRavenous until I die... nnMy brothers all grabed a dame, nTo do with them as they will, nWhat became such violent rape, nI say... nn4 lay in pools of blood, nFallen to the spoils of war, nWith hte bride's milk on my lips, nI say... nnWe ride! nCaravan through the night, nWith the north wind at our manes, nCry out to the Gods, nGive me the strength to ride once again.n