Listen up, men! You can call me Captain Ironaxe.
Here to demand, that you act like a band.
King Andrew’s got, a madman’s plan for all of us here.
Kjar’s in a jam, Demons cover his land.
What a motley crew, how did I get in this jam?
Lor-ad the hairless wimp is just barely a man!
Sharp Ears’s almost useless, Skirver’s just a small mess.
Without Kara and Harek I’d be de-pressed.
Wish I had my Axers here, they’re good in a fight
North Volkenandenland would quake with such fright.
All I’ve got is losers, bunch of wimps and snoozers.
I’d rather fight naked versus goblin bruisers.
