Dragons breathing fire
Goblins in the shire
A windswept misty mire
Preaching to the choir
In a hovel eating mud
In chainmail stained with blood
The monks are chewing cud
A mace falls with a thud
Buxom wenches serving mead
Maidens waiting to be freed
Upon my trusty steed
Like in that game Assassin's Creed
Giants grinding bones
Peasants armed with sticks and stones
A dying hunchback groans
Like in that program Game of Thrones
Bishops come to blows
Crusaders with crossbows
4 and 20 crows
My fingers look like toes
Elves keeping the peace
The battle will not ceasе
A princess I releasе
Watch my wealth increase
Goblins in the shire
A windswept misty mire
Preaching to the choir
In a hovel eating mud
In chainmail stained with blood
The monks are chewing cud
A mace falls with a thud
Buxom wenches serving mead
Maidens waiting to be freed
Upon my trusty steed
Like in that game Assassin's Creed
Giants grinding bones
Peasants armed with sticks and stones
A dying hunchback groans
Like in that program Game of Thrones
Bishops come to blows
Crusaders with crossbows
4 and 20 crows
My fingers look like toes
Elves keeping the peace
The battle will not ceasе
A princess I releasе
Watch my wealth increase
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