Behold my reign that commons heil
the small, the large and nothing
A rusty cup I use as grail
while truth will come down crushing
I rule my kingdom hard but fair
and order knights within it
To go and fit the dragons lair
and slay the ugly misfit

Away they went with broken swords
on scrappy metal horses
to summon those araging hoards
that misfits fall endorses
And while my throne, a wooden chair
shivers and starts stumble
regret fills up my dragons lair
while war cry makes it crumble