The world is thrilled by the horrible noise I hear the veggies' voice
All the saints are bleeding I feel the breath of the Doomsday Cole slaw escapes the plates Death brings us torment and decay
Tomorrow never comes Acrid smoke hides the light Thousands corpses on fire Veggies burn them down
Warriors of Heaven and Dark Lords of Night These horrible moments we have to unite To face the hazard and start up the war Otherwise our future belongs us no more
I hear the dreadful call! If I look back it will take my soul At midnight's stroke It's going to turn me into muck
Eggplant, "the Assassin" Dead men ripper Mr. Leek Cut faces into peaces Sunroot, celery and Turnip
I hear the veggies' voice
Vegetarians will pay for all How many vegetables were devoured? How many baby potatoes and kales ended their short lives in horrible flames?