A sickness of our troubled times
Gold and virgins on their minds
No need to cover up their crimes
Or to even draw the blinds
When deep in caves, they count their coins
Chewing upon victims' bones
And measuring their wanting loins
Collecting on ancient loans
And they don't even seem to care
That they can't do anything
It is a unique cross to bear
To choose to not do nothing
There be dragons in this world
Hoarding wealth that they can never use
Will you take your sword in hand
You can see it: their plans are unfurled
For how long will we take this abuse
Will you free this barren land
Slaying those beasts will take a lot
They have thought of everything
But we have to defeat their plot
So we must try anything
Call it a war or just a quest
Either way, we're marching on
First time around was just a test
This time, it's fight or we're gone
Though they're fat, they sure are not weak
They can still burn down the Earth
Maybe it's not enough to speak
Maybe it's time for rebirth
There be dragons in this world
Hoarding wealth that they can never use
Will you take your sword in hand
You can see it: their plans are unfurled
For how long will we take this abuse
Will you free this barren land
In the songs and tales of old, there are the chosen ones
But here, we must choose ourselves
Where are our knights, brave and bold? They've been wiped out by guns
So it is up to ourselves
There be dragons in this world
Hoarding wealth that they can never use
Will you take your sword in hand
You can see it: their plans are unfurled
For how long will we take this abuse
Will you free this barren land
There be dragons in this world
Hoarding wealth that they can never use
Will you take your sword in hand
Will you take your sword in hand
Will you take your sword in hand
Will you take your sword in hand