Well it's midnight! Damn right! My sword is swinging just right!
I got a barrel full of whiskey, the keg hasn't hit me!
This shit makes me drow shit crazeey!
I got no fear, no doubt, swords in, guts out!
I'm going out tonight to kill everything in sight!
Kill every drow I want, slaughter every single Wight.
Going till Tyrdin head starts turning,
While I burn it off his shoulders tonight.
Their screaming like demons as I forget all their feelings,
I got a hand full of bolts, while the monsters lose hope,
They got not class, no haste, as my axe removes their taste,
Line em up, cut em down, Rathkor is a lizard clown.