It's haunting me
His legacy lives on
And its blasphemy
Evokes the worst
He's nowhere near
But still we hear
The sounds of fear
From the depths of minas
His presence's so omniabsent
A plague for us all to see
It is the essence of evil
The ghost of Uogner B.C
The ghost of pope
Emeritus has come
To reinforce
Uogner's curse
The spirit is breaking the silence
To criticize all that's new
But bonded by malignancy
They spread this evil we feel