Hondo Maclean Keithie's Done Himself A Mischief Lyrics

This palace of immortals battle for the crown,
Bludgeon the senses!
"I'm not the dumb c___ what's p___ing blood"
Plates collide, lava run!
If these defences, defence from what attack?
What attack?
We bludgeon the senses, with no resolve we've taken this too far,
In violence rejoice.
A feast for your indulgence, to amuse yourself alone,
Barbarians in a bare back brawl, wise men fall on their backs at midnight,
In violence rejoice.