In the land of dairy dreams
Where the milk flows in streams
There reigns a lord so grand
With cheddar in his hand
His palace made of Brie
A kingdom you'd love to see
With mozzarella skies
And Swiss clouds passing by
His palace made of Brie
A kingdom you'd love to see
With mozzarella skies
And Swiss clouds passing by
Oh the god of cheese
He rules so easy
From Stilton to blue
His magic stays true
His palace made of Brie
A kingdom you'd love to see
With mozzarella skies
In fields of Gouda gold
Stories of him are told
Parmesan winds they blow
Grace for every we know
When moon shines like Provolone
And the night is all his own
We sing a cheesy tune
Beneath the fondue moon
Oh the god of cheese
He rules so easy
From Stilton to blue
His magic stays true
In fields of Gouda gold
Stories of him are told
In fields of Gouda gold
Stories of him are told
Stories of him are told
Stories of him are told
It's all we know
When moon shines like Provolone
And the night is all his own
We sing a cheesy tune
Beneath the fondue moon
Oh the god of cheese
He rules so easy
From Stilton to blue
His magic stays true
Bleeding Paradise - Aristaios the God of Cheese, Pt. 2 Lyrics
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In the land of dairy dreams
Where the milk flows in streams
There reigns a lord so grand
With cheddar in his hand
His palace made of Brie
A kingdom you'd love to see
With mozzarella skies
And Swiss clouds passing by
His palace made of Brie
A kingdom you'd love to see
With mozzarella skies
And Swiss clouds passing by
Oh the god of cheese
He rules so easy
From Stilton to blue
His magic stays true
His palace made of Brie
A kingdom you'd love to see
With mozzarella skies
In fields of Gouda gold
Stories of him are told
Parmesan winds they blow
Grace for every we know
When moon shines like Provolone
And the night is all his own
We sing a cheesy tune
Beneath the fondue moon
Oh the god of cheese
He rules so easy
From Stilton to blue
His magic stays true
In fields of Gouda gold
Stories of him are told
In fields of Gouda gold
Stories of him are told
Stories of him are told
Stories of him are told
It's all we know
When moon shines like Provolone
And the night is all his own
We sing a cheesy tune
Beneath the fondue moon
Oh the god of cheese
He rules so easy
From Stilton to blue
His magic stays true
Where the milk flows in streams
There reigns a lord so grand
With cheddar in his hand
His palace made of Brie
A kingdom you'd love to see
With mozzarella skies
And Swiss clouds passing by
His palace made of Brie
A kingdom you'd love to see
With mozzarella skies
And Swiss clouds passing by
Oh the god of cheese
He rules so easy
From Stilton to blue
His magic stays true
His palace made of Brie
A kingdom you'd love to see
With mozzarella skies
In fields of Gouda gold
Stories of him are told
Parmesan winds they blow
Grace for every we know
When moon shines like Provolone
And the night is all his own
We sing a cheesy tune
Beneath the fondue moon
Oh the god of cheese
He rules so easy
From Stilton to blue
His magic stays true
In fields of Gouda gold
Stories of him are told
In fields of Gouda gold
Stories of him are told
Stories of him are told
Stories of him are told
It's all we know
When moon shines like Provolone
And the night is all his own
We sing a cheesy tune
Beneath the fondue moon
Oh the god of cheese
He rules so easy
From Stilton to blue
His magic stays true
Writer: Hoyt Howerton
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