My foes, my enemies, it is with greatest pride and deepest pleasure that I welcome you here tonight!
So now I invite you to please, relax, put the swords away as Danarei Milos proudly presents:
Your demise

Meet my friends! My new friends
They all come alive and bend
To my whims and to my wishes
Which of course, will mean your end
Such a spell, who can tell?
Whether spears or cannon shells
They all start to bouncе and bubble
Floating upward, you’re in trouble

Thеy can fly into the sky!
I hope that one will catch your eye
And I mean that in the most literal way
So try your best and damndest
But you’ll have to get past
My new friends, yes my friends, it’s my friends!

You’ll be dead, very dead
My new friends will have your head
You’ll be skewered, shish-kabobbed
And then your ribs crack with a pop!
Are you scared? Well that’s fair
I can see how you'd despair
When the weapons that you put down
Start to rise up against you now
And they slam! And they ram!
With my favorite pot and pan
And they’ll fuck you up on that fact you can bet!
So go enjoy your life
But now you’ll say goodbye
To my new friends, as they lend me a figurative hand
They’re my friends, they're my friends it's your end