Medieval Gospel Rap

[Verse] Chillin' castle side with Sandra, Robert, Daniel, and Sebastian, In the round hall, feast fit for courts and fashion. Two kilo Rinderhack, beefy delight, From Metzger Vollmer's shop, straight to our knight. [Chorus] Lecker, lecker, flavors divine, Biting into history, like fine aged wine. Gospel flow on the chivalry line, Medieval beats, taste buds align. [Verse 2] Tables set, wooden platters served, Serenaded by the choir, no forks observed. Feasting, jesting, laughter aloud, Echoes in the rafters, we entertain the crowd. [Chorus] Lecker, lecker, flavors divine, Biting into history, like fine aged wine. Gospel flow on the chivalry line, Medieval beats, taste buds align. [Bridge] Goblets raised, for faith with every bite, In this sacred circle, day turns to night. Holy chants mix with rap exaltation, Joy in every morsel, divine celebration. [Verse 3] Torches flicker, shadows dance around, Voices lift higher, celestial sound. With ease, we dine, fellowship profound, Two kilo gone, heartbeats resound.