Though this track is never sung or spoken, in the cd Booklet they have something wrote down for it, so here it is Ioldánach's Accepted Wisdom in Prefaced Tense; In the great strategy of bout, there will be three thousand score They will do as they see fit They are neither younger nor older Than them, in their klans; A triumph declared: three tyrants will conquer Surmounting for undying candor As one and three will stand as one; Their swords blemish with crimson clots That's a great honor, k**ing one by one, and "A GREAT INCENTIVE," according to them If they go to where the king is k**ed, then They will compose (he shall decompose)- They will compile a final victory for his fortitude Posed within his mind