(An Irish tune is playing as the camera pans into an Irish pub)

[BAR HOST]
Applause for Sam.
Anyone else for karaoke? Anyone else?
Come on guys, anyone else?

[BAR GUEST]
You know what? You should get up there, man.
Show these fellas how they're supposed to fucking do it.

[JOE ELLIOTT]
Fuck off

[BAR GUEST]
Come on, man, before we get on this pope crawl.
Get up there.

[JOE ELLIOTT]
Poeb-crawl? Wha... What the fuck is a poeb-crawl?
I-I'll show you what a pub crawl is.
(Joe drinks some more beer and sets it down on the bar)
Ah.

[BAR GUEST]
That's... Not what I said.
[BAR HOST]
Anyone else? OI!
Hey! What's your name?

[JOE ELLIOTT]
It's Joe.

[BAR HOST]
Give it up for Joe, guys, come on!

(The bar host and seven guests claps)

[JOE ELLIOTT]
Thank you (Clears throat)
Hm.

(Joe selects "Spillways" by Ghost and it starts playing whilst the music video is playing on the screen)

[PAPA IV]
Through benediction, you tried to rid your mind
Of malediction, but through all this time

(The bar host is trying to get Joe to start singing while clapping at him)

You try to peel it off and it's such a ride
(Lighting effects is heard and seen over the music video)

[JOE ELLIOTT]
Your desolation led you into this
Vile incarnation of consummated bliss
I know you need it now to make you feel alive

(Joe touches the screen, the lightning crackles and the sound gets louder.
Joe seems possessed and transported to a void where he draws a red triangle in the air)

[PAPA IV]
All your faith, all your rage, all your pain
It ain't over now and I ain't talking about forgiveness
All your faith, all your rage, all your pain
It ain't over now

It's the cruel beast that you feed...

(The sound fades and Joe is back at the pub making sound from his throat)

[PAPA IV, faded]
It's your burning yearning need to bleed
Through the spillways

(Joe is back in the void and the music is loud again. He is drawing a yellow triangle over the red triangle)
[PAPA IV]
... buried deep within
You try to mask it, but fall back in sin
You want to shake it off, but you're stuck inside

(Joe has drawn the Ghost logo on the double triangle)

[PAPA IV]
When stripped of rags of skin and spine

(Joe has written "Spillways" in the style of Def Leppard)

[PAPA IV]
Human decay, Corpus Dei, terminally dispelled
And it's such a ride

(Joe snaps back to the pub with a fresh LP in his hands)

[JOE ELLIOTT]
Woah.

(A female pubgoer coughs)

[JOE ELLIOTT, in shock over the LP in the style of Ghost and Def Leppard]
Woah.
Fuck yeah!

(The pub bursts out in cheering and clapping)

[PAPA IV and JOE ELLIOTT]
Through the spillways of your soul
Through the spillways
Through the spillways of your soul