There was once a tale of old, who's story is to never to be told!
Two kings of their own land, lay to battle over their guns in hand.
The Rattler is he, a god of the sticks, whist the Stealth Drang is a god of the pr*cks.
They fought and they fought until they called it a draw, but as the new moon sets over, their hate grows evermore.
Legend says "if they meet the world ends", but we may not rest as the Rattler full sends.
He shouts and screams his battlecry of woe, "GET RATTLED B*TCHES" he says to his foe.
The Stealth Drang lays dormant as he watches on by, ready to pounce on The Rattles unwatching eye.
Into the shadows may the destiny lay, for the Rattler and The Stealth Drang settle the feud on this day!