All around me are familiar jesters

SHUDDUP FESTUS, how it pesters

Bright and early for the daily questors

Going somewhere, going somewhere

The faces hidden under helmets

No expression, no expression

Hide my head I want to take an item

He would smite 'em, it would bite 'em

And I find it kind of funny

I find it kind of sad

The quests with dearies dying are the best I've ever had

I find it hard to tell you

I find it hard to take

When people are on Knightmare it's a very very

Grim Wold

Grim Wold