The trees blur as we ride quick through the Kingswood
Guardsmen stumble, our stomachs rumble
Breaking laws and felling his deer without a care
Four Weapons are we, and we do as we please
Four flagons of ale, clink together in a toast
Over our bounty, courtesy of His Majesty
Bardic brothers, never learned how to follow the rules
Winning maidens' hearts whose old men wanna split our skulls
Finally outwitted, they've caught us, and the King says:
Off! With! Their! Heads! Destroy! The! Four Weapons!
We bare our steel, We'll go down with blade in hand, but the court wizard
Casts! A! Spell! Fall Asleep! My! Pret! ties!
Deep inside the dungeon, 4 Weapons are rotting!
Awaiting the King's Justice: lopping off our heads!
But we're gonna break free, you cannot bind the wind
No one's here, bust on out, good times will never end!
But nothing is to be found
Save a note from the Devil King:
All of them!
The whole realm
Is in my clutches!
Come face me!
Within my Devilish realm!"
And so we descend
Into the cave at the World's End
The Devil Dance Begins!