The Warmaster

The King of the Knives!

The King of the Knives!

This is the song of the King of the Knives!

He sleeps in the woods and he hunts in the hives!

The King of the Knives!

The King of the Knives!

He dies where he doesn’t and lives where he thrives!

The King of the Knives!

The King of the Knives!

He cuts all the husbands and preys on the wives!

The King of the Knives!

The King of the Knives!

His voice is as loud as a battleship’s drives!

The King of the Knives!

The King of the Knives!

He comes in the darkness and he takes all our lives!

The King of the Knives!

The King of the Knives!

This is the song of the King of the Knives!

– Children’s skipping chant, Tanith