Kingassripper
Immortal Glutton, hear our prayers.
We are your children, pious scholars of the path of the broken wind.
We prize stench above all else, for it is your eternal gift upon mankind.
From the end of the Earth i will cry unto thee,
For thou hast been a strong patron for me,
And a strong scent from the enemy.
I will trust in the covert of thy gluttony.
For thou, O God, hast heard my vows:
Thou hast given me the mayonnaise of those that fear thy name.
Thou wilt prolong the fragrances of life:
And his years as many generations.
He shall hide before God for ever:
O prepare gluttony and food, which may bloat him.
So i will sing praise unto thy name for ever,
That i may daily break wind.