Griffon War Song
Limb from limb we’ll pull them
Spear and arrow skull them
Hoof and hand, in foreign lands
With talon we shall cull them
Blade in beak we’ll stay them
Razor’d claw we’ll flay them
Tear to strands, in foreign lands
With fierceness we shall slay them
Feather, flyer, eagle’s spire
Perch on high finds funeral pyre
Roaring, soaring, battle-scoring
Lion’s cry bloodlust alluring
Solid we shall bend them
Young and old we’ll rend them
As King demands, in foreign lands
To Hell and back we’ll send them
Wing and horn we’ll break them
Sword and scythe we’ll rake them
Crush all that stands, in foreign lands
With fury we’ll unmake them
Daunting, taunting, fierceness flaunting
Death shall not be left unwanting
Ponies dying, still denying
While Griffons overhead are flying