[00:10.949]Come gather 'round all ye Bastards![00:14.455]And raise up your cup to this arse-turd.[00:18.207]He came and freed the fires of hell,[00:22.454]and let 'im run loose over hill and dell.[00:22.699][00:25.949]Here's to the Bard, and his scab of a brain,[00:29.701]Here's to the Dragon and all it has slain.[00:33.449]The gate is knocked in and the town is aflame.[00:37.454]And it's ours for the taking, and you get the fame.[00:37.954][00:44.896]We tortured some townsfolk, it's true.[00:48.648]And Pounded, but Couldn't breakthrough.[00:52.642]With all of his might, the Dragon took flight[00:56.890]And Burned the town down to a ball-bag of shite.[00:57.645][01:00.395]Here's to the Bard and his knob of a head.[01:03.891]Here's to the Orkney, the smoke, and the dead.[01:07.896]The gate is knocked in and the town is aflame.[01:11.647]And it's ours for the taking, and you get the fame.[01:12.645][01:15.641]Here's to the Bard and a pullin' me plum.[01:20.146]Here's to the Beast and the rest of you scum.[01:23.640]The gate is knocked in and the town is aflame.[01:28.640]And it's ours for the taking, though you get the fame.