Warhammer Nursery Rhymes
Half a pound of entrails,
Half a pound of swellings.
That’s the way the chaos spell goes,
POP goes the Nurgling!
Every night when I get home
My victims are all hurling.
Let’s give them a great bit hug!
POP goes the Nurgling!
One, two, three, four, five,
Once I caught a witch alive,
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
Then I let him go again.
Why did you let him go?
Because he begged and pleaded so.
Did he beg and plead all night?
Right before I set him alight.
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray Slaneesh my soul to keep;
if I die before I wake,
I pray that Slaneesh my soul will take.
Fangs, talons, tentacles, tentacles
Fangs, talons, tentacles, tentacles
and beaks and scales and a thousand screaming mouths,
Fangs, talons, tentacles, tentacles!
What are Bloodletters made of?
What are Bloodletters made of?
Skulls and scales,
And demonic forked tails,
That's what Bloodletters are made of.
What are Daemonettes made of?
What are Daoemonettes made of?
Your darkest delights
And everything nice,
That's what Daemonettes are made of.
And now I need to go a become a better person.