We're gonna slay this dragon,
i swear we must pull out it's tongue
and wrap it around it's neck
till it gasps for it's last breath.
It breathes fire that scorches
everything in it's path.
But it's gonna die
when it meets our wrath.
Better yet when it's sound asleep
back to the dungeon where it came from
so dark and deep....
Off To Hell with it i say
this beast has wreaked havoc it's last day!
(hell hath no fury like a nation scorned)
