We open on a group of blood stained Raoul Bashers holding cricket bats.... (And just between us, their leader shall be naamed... The infamous Raoul basher from days of old... C.M.!)

C.M.

Think of all the authors

fighting for these lands

Think of all the phanlings

Their future in our hands!

Shall E/C be poisoned?

Can you tell us why?

Have we lost our courage?

The Fop lovers must die!

Stand up for your pairing

Proud beneath the sun

In the heat of the battle

Justice will be done

All that you have loved here

Remember what it's worth

The pairing you have worked for

Worshipped on this earth

Forums where you have laboured

Soon will be defiled

Plagues of sin will spread through

The blood of every child

Come the day of glory

Fight until we’ve won

If you love your pairing

Justice will be done!

It is here, by your hands

That the future is made

We will claim what is ours

Through the writing of flames!

TWO ENTHUSIASTIC RAOUL BASHERS:

They will die for their pairing!

C.M.:

They will die for their shame!

TWO MORE ENTHUSIASTIC RAOUL BASHERS:

They will die by the bashing!

C.M.:

They will die by the flame!

Bring them to the streets now

Soon they’ll run with blood

Then we’ll see they have no souls

Red rivers bursting, see them flood

Feel the touch of evil

This is how it starts

The Fop here within us

Fighting for our hearts

Let us join together

Stand up one by one

In the name of Erik

Justice will be done!

ALL THE RAOUL BASHERS:

Bring them to the streets now

Soon they’ll run with blood

Then we’ll see they have no souls

Red rivers bursting, see them flood

Feel the touch of evil

This is how it starts

The Fop is here within us

Fighting for our hearts

Let us join together

Stand up one by one

In the name of Erik

Justice will be done!