The Inquistors' Campfire Song

There's a hole in your favourite heresy!
There's a hole in your favourite heresy!
There's a hole, there's a hole, there's an epistemic hole
There's a hole in your favourite heresy!

There's a kludge to fill the hole... (x2)
There's a kludge, there's a kludge, there's a loud rhetoric kludge
To fill the hole in your favourite heresy!

There's a madness to the kludge... (x2)
... a most inhuman madness,
about the hole in your favourite heresy!

There's a Mob that live the madness... (x2)
... a loud and angry mob
fell in the hole in your favourite heresy!

There's a WAR against the Mob...
... a cruel and unjust war
and all because of your favourite heresy!