: [rock out]
: [screams, explosions, hacking and stabbing]
: [fade into "A Day Of Unlife"]
I read the news today, oh boy!
About Myrkridia who loved to slay.
A crown of people lost their hair... they'd seen those things before...
Nobody was really sure if they should pray or hit the floor...
I hate those Myr... my... dons...
A saw a play today, oh boy!
Soulblighter's army had just won the war.
A crowd of people ran away.
And I was quite perplexed... reading the Codex...
I hate those Myr... my... dons...
[rising intrumentals]
[pseudo-climax]
Woke up.
Fell out of bed.
Felt a claw upon my head.
Ran away downstairs and grabbed a club,
And looking up, I figured I was dead...
Grabbed my sword, and armored hat,
Bust'd 'is ass in second flat...
Ran away up upstairs and grabbed a shield,
And somebody screamed so I looked out to the fields...
[aaaaah- ah ah aah- ah ah aah- ah ah aah-]
I read the news today, oh boy!
Ten thousand Ghols in Stoneheim, oh my dear!
And though some Ghols were rather small,
They had to count them all.
Now they know how many Ghols it takes to fill Muirthemne's halls!
I hate those Myr... my... dons...
