come ye dragons,
men and horses,
gather yer wits
and set yer courses,

load the ***,
bring yer mugs,
prepare to battle
from beasts to bugs,

don't forget the music,
we must have a tune,
on with it now,
we'll all be dead soon,

and die by the sword,
we shall, we will,
dead we will be,
but many we will ****,

all the men and women,
who join us in this fight,
we battle all through the day,
and drink all through the night,

true it may be that none shall ever return,
all together in glory and death,
but we are brothers and sisters together,
and together we share one life in one breath,