Oh he rode out in splendor, his armor like gold,
With banners and trumpets, so gallant and bold,
He smote down the orcs and he gutted their kin…
—but he drank a demon’s urine.
Chorus
He drank it down, yes he drank it well,
No priest could cleanse, no minstrel could tell,
He may have fought bravely, pure-hearted within…
—but he drank a demon’s urine.
He scattered the brigands, put thieves to the sword,
His shield shone so bright in the name of the Lord,
The people all cheered and they toasted his win…
—but he drank a demon’s urine.
Chorus
He drank it down, yes he drank it well,
No priest could cleanse, no minstrel could tell,
He may have fought bravely, pure-hearted within…
—but he drank a demon’s urine.
He battled a dragon, with fire and with roar,
Split its skull open and bathed in its gore,
They called him a hero, a champion of men…
—but he drank a demon’s urine.
Chorus
He drank it down, yes he drank it well,
No priest could cleanse, no minstrel could tell,
He may have fought bravely, pure-hearted within…
—but he drank a demon’s urine.
A hydra he skewered, all seven heads fell,
Its poison ran black through the caves and the dell,
Yet when tales are told in the tavern and inn…
—they say he drank a demon’s urine.
Chorus
He drank it down, yes he drank it well,
No priest could cleanse, no minstrel could tell,
He may have fought bravely, pure-hearted within…
—but he drank a demon’s urine.
A kraken he battled from the foam of the sea,
Storm Giants he toppled from skies wild and free,
He conquered, he triumphed, his glory was thin…
—'cause he drank a demon’s urine.
Final Chorus
He drank it down, aye he drank it strong,
And no song can cleanse what’s stuck in our song,
You can fight all the monsters, win kingdoms and kin…
—but you’ll never outlive the demon’s urine!
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