Should all acquaintance be forgot,
Leaving Masters behind?
I did initiate an awful lot,
And days of blitz solo fine?
And days of blitz solo fine, this year,
And days of blitz solo fine.
Should all my glory be forgot,
And pass on to Churnside?
I once had blitzed St. Giles church
And got to teach Churnside,
I've attuned many being weary foot,
Light blitz solo fine.
Light blitz solo fine, this year,
Light blitz solo fine,
I've attuned many being weary foot,
Light blitz that's fine

Bex then had no place to turn,
From medium borderline,
Closing their third eye they got scared
Dark was their sign.
Light blitz that's fine, this year,
Light blitz that's fine,
Bex feels darkness that made her scared
Help she couldn't find.
Waving my hands, my trusty friend,
From my hand o' Divine;
I'll make Scottish Christians sweat,
And days of blitz solo fine?
And days of blitz solo fine, this year,
And days of blitz solo fine
I'll make Scottish Christians sweat,
And days of blitz solo fine.