| It is a time without any hope
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| of murder and intrigue
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| dagger and cloak
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| savages roam through magic and smoke
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| And various other high fantasy tropes
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| There’s a hero’s job to be filled
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| Send your CV along to the guild
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| Perks include tons of loot
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| But the drawbacks are you’ll probably be killed
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| No respite
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| from the death knight
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| He won’t stop even at red lights
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| when it’s way past his bedtime
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| He’ll keep at it till he meets that deadline
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| The one where your death is a headline
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| he’s a wrecker of men’s minds
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| dissolve their soul like an enzyme
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| please prevent him from bringing the end times
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| Jump in (Jump in)
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| To the dungeon (Dungeon)
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| Hunting (Hunting)
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| For something (Something) Undead (Undead)
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| fighting (Fighting)
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| Surviving (Surviving)
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| Striking terror in the hearts of my foes
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| Till they die then I take what I find to my liking
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| I’m an Isometric adventurer
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| Raising your telephone’s processor temperature
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| Trekking the bredth and the length of Valenthia
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| I’m not hiking for fun I was sent here
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| Raving, waving death incarnate
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| Draped and Garbed in a Justicar Arcplate
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| Partake in the chase for pay
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| 'Til I make more change than a busty barmaid
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| Look at my loot and all my skills
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| You’re not allowed to join my guild
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| Me and my pals, we’re all quite thrilled
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| When we saw you were just another fool I’d killed
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| Hacking and Slashing you couldn’t kill faster
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| That’s why it’s me and not you that’s Guildmaster
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| You’re as easy to hack as the password «Password»
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| You daft bastard
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| Jump in (Jump in)
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| To the dungeon (Dungeon)
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| Hunting (Hunting)
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| For something (Something) Undead (Undead)
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| fighting (Fighting)
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| Surviving (Surviving)
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| Striking terror in the hearts of my foes
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| Till they die then I take what I find to my liking
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| You plebs are living in fear
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| I’m living for legendary gear
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| Can’t wait for the set to appear
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| I’m a trifle obsessed, is it weird?
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| I’m a little bit O.C.D.
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| No PC games, no TV
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| No distractions, no interruptions
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| Nobody better be phoning me
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| I’m in the zone, elite
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| And knowing me
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| I supposedly stole your seat
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| So go and tell your homies please
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| That I rode this beat like a noble steed
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| Throwing blows at your nose till your noses bleed
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| I’ve got rows of runestones for teeth
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| Saving the place from a plague
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| And then making sure I’m going home for tea
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| Jump in (Jump in)
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| To the dungeon (Dungeon)
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| Hunting (Hunting)
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| For something (Something) Undead (Undead)
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| fighting (Fighting)
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| Surviving (Surviving)
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| Striking terror in the hearts of my foes
|
| Till they die then I take what I find to my liking
|
| Jump in (Jump in)
|
| To the dungeon (Dungeon)
|
| Hunting (Hunting)
|
| For something (Something) Undead (Undead)
|
| fighting (Fighting)
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| Surviving (Surviving)
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| Striking terror in the hearts of my foes
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| Till they die then I take what I find to my liking |