May 22
Oktoberfest stands before his god. He does all he does in his name.
O, Maltrothelugus, the lord of kings, we are worthless things before you. We exist only as slaves to your power. May we show all living things, both divine and corporeal, that they are worthless and deplorable filth before you. May we break them as punishment for rejecting your horrible law. Please, o lord, make our deaths long and painful, for to suffer under your putrid reign is a divine gift. Hail, Lord Maltrothelugus.