(sung to the tune of Jingle Bells) Dashing through the blood, in a one horse open sleigh, covered i-in animal hides, that we have skinned and flayed! Har har har har! The slaves do moan and whine, making our spirits bright, what fun it is to lash and swing, our canes and whips tonight! Oh! Sampetra, Sampetra, where the vermin stay, betrayers get eaten by monitors, and slaaaves dooo slaaaave aaaalllll daaaaaaaaay!