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1What Class are You Gonna TrainYouTube
(Doom-sha-doo-wah, doom-sha-doo-wah…)
(Doom-sha-doo-wah, doom-sha-doo-wah…)
The blacksmith won't stop hammering at night
The fountain in the square ran dry last fall
The cathedral on the hill has got no congregation
Just the wind that plays the windows on the wall
And somewhere underneath the broken stone
There's something breathing slow and keeping time
You can hear it if you press your ear against the ground
Like a heartbeat made of darkness and of rhyme
The old men in the tavern turn and look at you
The children haven't played outside in weeks
Nobody says a word but everybody knows —
You're the first one here who hasn't come to leave
Who are you gonna be?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
What class are you gonna train?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
Are you gonna swing a sword,
draw a bow, or call the lightning and the rain?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
Who are you gonna be?
Come on, hero, stake your claim —
What class are you gonna train?
You could strap on steel and stand before the door
Feel the cold come pouring up the stairs like prayer
Or you could learn the silence and the shadow —
Slip through the dark like you were never there
Or maybe you're the kind who loves a book
And the fire answers when you speak its name
Every path leads underneath the stone
But who you are decides the shape of the game
(Something old, something cold)
(Sitting underneath the stone)
(Long time, long time, waiting all alone)
But you've got torchlight and you've got your nerve
(You've got nerve!)
And you were made for this, I feel it —
(Yeah you were, yeah you were)
You were born to make it real
Who are you gonna be?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
What class are you gonna train?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
Are you gonna swing a sword,
draw a bow, or call the lightning and the rain?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
Who are you gonna be?
Come on, hero, stake your claim —
What class are you gonna train?
You could turn around and no one here would blame you
The road back home is clear and it's still light
But something in the knocking calls your name
And you were never one for easy nights
(Doom-sha-doo-wah, doom-sha-doo-wah…)
(Who are you gonna be? Doom-sha-doo-wah)
(What class are you gonna train? Doom-sha-doo-wah)
(Doom-sha-doo-wah, doom-sha-doo-wah…)
(Doom-sha-doo-wah, doom-sha-doo-wah…)
The blacksmith won't stop hammering at night
The fountain in the square ran dry last fall
The cathedral on the hill has got no congregation
Just the wind that plays the windows on the wall
And somewhere underneath the broken stone
There's something breathing slow and keeping time
You can hear it if you press your ear against the ground
Like a heartbeat made of darkness and of rhyme
The old men in the tavern turn and look at you
The children haven't played outside in weeks
Nobody says a word but everybody knows —
You're the first one here who hasn't come to leave
Who are you gonna be?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
What class are you gonna train?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
Are you gonna swing a sword,
draw a bow, or call the lightning and the rain?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
Who are you gonna be?
Come on, hero, stake your claim —
What class are you gonna train?
You could strap on steel and stand before the door
Feel the cold come pouring up the stairs like prayer
Or you could learn the silence and the shadow —
Slip through the dark like you were never there
Or maybe you're the kind who loves a book
And the fire answers when you speak its name
Every path leads underneath the stone
But who you are decides the shape of the game
(Something old, something cold)
(Sitting underneath the stone)
(Long time, long time, waiting all alone)
But you've got torchlight and you've got your nerve
(You've got nerve!)
And you were made for this, I feel it —
(Yeah you were, yeah you were)
You were born to make it real
Who are you gonna be?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
What class are you gonna train?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
Are you gonna swing a sword,
draw a bow, or call the lightning and the rain?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
Who are you gonna be?
Come on, hero, stake your claim —
What class are you gonna train?
You could turn around and no one here would blame you
The road back home is clear and it's still light
But something in the knocking calls your name
And you were never one for easy nights
(Doom-sha-doo-wah, doom-sha-doo-wah…)
(Who are you gonna be? Doom-sha-doo-wah)
(What class are you gonna train? Doom-sha-doo-wah)
(Doom-sha-doo-wah, doom-sha-doo-wah…)
2Enter the CathedralYouTube
(Oooh… oooh… ah…)
(Oooh… oooh… ah…)
The cathedral rises on the hill
Stately, ancient, and so old
(Oooh… on the hill)
(Oooh… so old)
Open the doors
(Op-op-open the doors)
The light falls on the floor
(Ah-oooh…)
The light falls on the floor
It was once beautiful
Now it's broken
Something's waiting
Something's woken
(Oooh… oooh… oooh…)
(Oooh… oooh… oooh…)
And I should be terrified
(Open the doors)
(Step inside)
(Open the doors)
(Oooh… oooh… ah…)
The cathedral rises on the hill
Stately, ancient, and so old
(Oooh… on the hill)
(Oooh… so old)
Open the doors
(Op-op-open the doors)
The light falls on the floor
(Ah-oooh…)
The light falls on the floor
It was once beautiful
Now it's broken
Something's waiting
Something's woken
(Oooh… oooh… oooh…)
(Oooh… oooh… oooh…)
And I should be terrified
(Open the doors)
(Step inside)
(Open the doors)
3Bone on StoneYouTube
I'm standing at the doors and they're wide open
The whole town told me not to go inside
But the torches on the walls are somehow burning
And I wanna see what's down below — so here's my ride
There's glass all over on the floor
Red and blue and gold from all the windows
It's the most beautiful room I've ever seen
And something just moved behind the pillars in the shadows
Swing and the bones go down
Bone on stone
(Going down, going down)
Swing and the bones go down
Bone on stone
(Going down, going down)
In the cathedral of broken light
Bone on stone
I step on sapphire, I step on gold
Three skeletons come scraping from the corners
I put them down on top of someone's prayers
And the glass keeps singing even when it's broken
The stained glass crunches underneath the fight
But there are stairs behind the altar going down
Whatever sent these bones up — it's down there
And it's been waiting underneath this town
Swing and the bones go down
Bone on stone
(Going down, going down)
Swing and the bones go down
Bone on stone
(Going down, going down)
In the cathedral of broken light
Bone on stone
Whoever used to pray here, I get it
This must have been the finest thing in town
But something moved in underneath the basement
And now the only way to save it is to go down
The air gets colder every step I take
I miss the colors — red and gold
But every landing's got another fight
And every fight goes deeper in the cold
Swing and the bones go down
Bone on stone
(Going down, going down)
Swing and the bones go down
Bone on stone
(Going down, going down)
In the cathedral of broken light
Bone on stone
(Ah-oooh… bone on stone…)
(Going down… going down…)
(Cathedral of broken light…)
(Bone on stone… bone on stone…)
The whole town told me not to go inside
But the torches on the walls are somehow burning
And I wanna see what's down below — so here's my ride
There's glass all over on the floor
Red and blue and gold from all the windows
It's the most beautiful room I've ever seen
And something just moved behind the pillars in the shadows
Swing and the bones go down
Bone on stone
(Going down, going down)
Swing and the bones go down
Bone on stone
(Going down, going down)
In the cathedral of broken light
Bone on stone
I step on sapphire, I step on gold
Three skeletons come scraping from the corners
I put them down on top of someone's prayers
And the glass keeps singing even when it's broken
The stained glass crunches underneath the fight
But there are stairs behind the altar going down
Whatever sent these bones up — it's down there
And it's been waiting underneath this town
Swing and the bones go down
Bone on stone
(Going down, going down)
Swing and the bones go down
Bone on stone
(Going down, going down)
In the cathedral of broken light
Bone on stone
Whoever used to pray here, I get it
This must have been the finest thing in town
But something moved in underneath the basement
And now the only way to save it is to go down
The air gets colder every step I take
I miss the colors — red and gold
But every landing's got another fight
And every fight goes deeper in the cold
Swing and the bones go down
Bone on stone
(Going down, going down)
Swing and the bones go down
Bone on stone
(Going down, going down)
In the cathedral of broken light
Bone on stone
(Ah-oooh… bone on stone…)
(Going down… going down…)
(Cathedral of broken light…)
(Bone on stone… bone on stone…)
4My BattleaxeYouTube
The skeleton went down and something clattered on the floor
I almost walked right past it in the dark
But the torchlight caught the blade and I could tell
This was something different — something with a spark
I put my old sword down and picked it up
Felt the balance and I knew before I swung
Every fight I'd fought had been the prelude
Every weapon I had carried was the wrong one
Loved my battle axe from the very first swing
(Very first swing!)
Cuts through the dark like it was born to sing
(Born to sing!)
Loved my battle axe from the very first swing
The upgrade of a lifetime — and the darkness felt it ring
And I don't need nothing else — just me and my axe in the torchlight
(See it gleam, see it gleam)
(Me and my battle axe! Hack-and-slash!)
(Gleam-a-leam-a-leam)
It's heavier than anything I've carried
But it swings like it already knows the way
Every skeleton I've met since Tuesday morning
Had about a half a second left to pray
Loved my battle axe from the very first swing
(Very first swing!)
It hums when I hold it, I can feel it in my wrist
(Feel it in my wrist!)
Loved my battle axe from the very first swing
And the dark gets out of the way when it's like this
(See it gleam, see it gleam)
(Me and my battle axe! Hack-and-slash!)
(Gleam-a-leam-a-leam)
They keep offering me swords and I keep saying no
They keep finding me bows and I keep walking past
You find the thing that fits your hand
You hold on — you hold on fast
It's got a nick from the skeleton king's crown
(Swing it again!)
It's got a scratch from the catacombs below
(Swing it again!)
Every mark on it's a story that we wrote
And it gets better with every single blow
I've loved my battle axe from the very first swing
(Very first swing!)
Cuts through the dark like it was born for it
(Born for it!)
I've loved my battle axe from the very first swing
And I don't need nothing else
(See it gleam, see it gleam)
(Me and my battle axe! Hack-and-slash!)
(Gleam-a-leam-a-leam)
(Me and my battle axe!)
I almost walked right past it in the dark
But the torchlight caught the blade and I could tell
This was something different — something with a spark
I put my old sword down and picked it up
Felt the balance and I knew before I swung
Every fight I'd fought had been the prelude
Every weapon I had carried was the wrong one
Loved my battle axe from the very first swing
(Very first swing!)
Cuts through the dark like it was born to sing
(Born to sing!)
Loved my battle axe from the very first swing
The upgrade of a lifetime — and the darkness felt it ring
And I don't need nothing else — just me and my axe in the torchlight
(See it gleam, see it gleam)
(Me and my battle axe! Hack-and-slash!)
(Gleam-a-leam-a-leam)
It's heavier than anything I've carried
But it swings like it already knows the way
Every skeleton I've met since Tuesday morning
Had about a half a second left to pray
Loved my battle axe from the very first swing
(Very first swing!)
It hums when I hold it, I can feel it in my wrist
(Feel it in my wrist!)
Loved my battle axe from the very first swing
And the dark gets out of the way when it's like this
(See it gleam, see it gleam)
(Me and my battle axe! Hack-and-slash!)
(Gleam-a-leam-a-leam)
They keep offering me swords and I keep saying no
They keep finding me bows and I keep walking past
You find the thing that fits your hand
You hold on — you hold on fast
It's got a nick from the skeleton king's crown
(Swing it again!)
It's got a scratch from the catacombs below
(Swing it again!)
Every mark on it's a story that we wrote
And it gets better with every single blow
I've loved my battle axe from the very first swing
(Very first swing!)
Cuts through the dark like it was born for it
(Born for it!)
I've loved my battle axe from the very first swing
And I don't need nothing else
(See it gleam, see it gleam)
(Me and my battle axe! Hack-and-slash!)
(Gleam-a-leam-a-leam)
(Me and my battle axe!)
5Every Bookshelf is a BlessingYouTube
I kicked through another door expecting teeth
Expecting bones, expecting something mean
But the room was full of candles and the walls were full of books
And it's the sweetest thing I've seen
(Ooh-la-la… turn the page…)
(Ooh-la-la… turn the page…)
Every bookshelf is a blessing in this place
(Turn the page, turn the page)
Every bookshelf is a blessing in the dark
(Turn the page, turn the page)
You can keep your gold and keep your rings
A room full of books is where I left my heart
I pulled one down and blew the dust away
The letters started glowing in my hand
And a spell I'd never heard of opened up inside my mind
Like a door to somewhere I could finally understand
Yesterday I couldn't call the fire
Yesterday I fought with just my hands and steel
Now I whisper and the lightning comes when I ask
Now I speak a word and I can heal
I read another and the whole room shifts —
Suddenly I know the way back home
One word and I'm standing in the sunlight
One more word and I'm back beneath the stone
Every bookshelf is a blessing in this place
(Turn the page, turn the page)
Every bookshelf is a blessing in the dark
(Turn the page, turn the page)
You can keep your gold and keep your rings
A room full of books is where I left my heart
(Ooh-la-la… turn the page…)
(Every bookshelf… turn the page…)
There's a story written here about a king
Who lost his mind and built a throne of bone
There's a scroll that tells me what went wrong down here
And now the dark feels less unknown
I sit down on the floor among the shelves
The monsters haven't found this room — not yet
For a minute I'm not fighting, I'm just reading
And it's the closest thing to peace that I can get
Every bookshelf is a blessing in this place
(Turn the page, turn the page)
Every bookshelf is a blessing in the dark
(Turn the page, turn the page)
You can keep your gold and keep your rings
A room full of books is where I left my heart
(Ooh-la-la… turn the page…)
(Turn the page… turn the page…)
(Every bookshelf is a blessing…)
Expecting bones, expecting something mean
But the room was full of candles and the walls were full of books
And it's the sweetest thing I've seen
(Ooh-la-la… turn the page…)
(Ooh-la-la… turn the page…)
Every bookshelf is a blessing in this place
(Turn the page, turn the page)
Every bookshelf is a blessing in the dark
(Turn the page, turn the page)
You can keep your gold and keep your rings
A room full of books is where I left my heart
I pulled one down and blew the dust away
The letters started glowing in my hand
And a spell I'd never heard of opened up inside my mind
Like a door to somewhere I could finally understand
Yesterday I couldn't call the fire
Yesterday I fought with just my hands and steel
Now I whisper and the lightning comes when I ask
Now I speak a word and I can heal
I read another and the whole room shifts —
Suddenly I know the way back home
One word and I'm standing in the sunlight
One more word and I'm back beneath the stone
Every bookshelf is a blessing in this place
(Turn the page, turn the page)
Every bookshelf is a blessing in the dark
(Turn the page, turn the page)
You can keep your gold and keep your rings
A room full of books is where I left my heart
(Ooh-la-la… turn the page…)
(Every bookshelf… turn the page…)
There's a story written here about a king
Who lost his mind and built a throne of bone
There's a scroll that tells me what went wrong down here
And now the dark feels less unknown
I sit down on the floor among the shelves
The monsters haven't found this room — not yet
For a minute I'm not fighting, I'm just reading
And it's the closest thing to peace that I can get
Every bookshelf is a blessing in this place
(Turn the page, turn the page)
Every bookshelf is a blessing in the dark
(Turn the page, turn the page)
You can keep your gold and keep your rings
A room full of books is where I left my heart
(Ooh-la-la… turn the page…)
(Turn the page… turn the page…)
(Every bookshelf is a blessing…)
6The Skeleton King's CrownYouTube
(Bone on stone… bone on stone…)
(Here he comes… bone on stone…)
There's a room at the bottom of the stairs
Bigger than the others, cold as grief
And a throne against the far wall in the dark
With a king who's got no skin and no relief
He was something once — they say he built this place
Raised the walls and lit the glass above
But something crept inside him from below
And ate up everything he was — even love
I came for the crown
(Bone on stone, bone on stone)
I came for the crown
(Bone on stone, bone on stone)
He was a king and now he's just a fight
I came for the crown
And I'm not leaving till it's mine tonight
He stands and every bone in him is screaming
The whole room fills with dead men at his call
I've fought a hundred skeletons to get here
But he throws them at me like they're nothing — wall to wall
My axe is singing, I can feel it in my grip
The nick it's gonna get tonight will be the best
I swing through his soldiers like a sermon
And I put them back to rest
I came for the crown
(Bone on stone, bone on stone)
I came for the crown
(Bone on stone, bone on stone)
He was a king and now he's just a fight
I came for the crown
And I'm not leaving till it's mine tonight
(Bone on stone… here he comes…)
(Bone on stone… bone on stone…)
And then it's just the two of us
His crown is hanging sideways on his skull
He swings a mace that's bigger than my body
And the sound it makes is terrible and full
But I've read the books, I've drunk the potions red
I've carried this axe since the day it found my hand
And the king goes down the way that all kings go —
Reaching for a throne he doesn't understand
I pick the crown up off the floor
(Off the floor… off the floor…)
It's heavier than I expected it to be
(Bone on stone…)
I put it in my pack and head back down
Something deeper's waiting — waiting just for me
(Bone on stone… bone on stone…)
(I came for the crown…)
(Bone on stone… bone on stone…)
(Going down… going down…)
(Here he comes… bone on stone…)
There's a room at the bottom of the stairs
Bigger than the others, cold as grief
And a throne against the far wall in the dark
With a king who's got no skin and no relief
He was something once — they say he built this place
Raised the walls and lit the glass above
But something crept inside him from below
And ate up everything he was — even love
I came for the crown
(Bone on stone, bone on stone)
I came for the crown
(Bone on stone, bone on stone)
He was a king and now he's just a fight
I came for the crown
And I'm not leaving till it's mine tonight
He stands and every bone in him is screaming
The whole room fills with dead men at his call
I've fought a hundred skeletons to get here
But he throws them at me like they're nothing — wall to wall
My axe is singing, I can feel it in my grip
The nick it's gonna get tonight will be the best
I swing through his soldiers like a sermon
And I put them back to rest
I came for the crown
(Bone on stone, bone on stone)
I came for the crown
(Bone on stone, bone on stone)
He was a king and now he's just a fight
I came for the crown
And I'm not leaving till it's mine tonight
(Bone on stone… here he comes…)
(Bone on stone… bone on stone…)
And then it's just the two of us
His crown is hanging sideways on his skull
He swings a mace that's bigger than my body
And the sound it makes is terrible and full
But I've read the books, I've drunk the potions red
I've carried this axe since the day it found my hand
And the king goes down the way that all kings go —
Reaching for a throne he doesn't understand
I pick the crown up off the floor
(Off the floor… off the floor…)
It's heavier than I expected it to be
(Bone on stone…)
I put it in my pack and head back down
Something deeper's waiting — waiting just for me
(Bone on stone… bone on stone…)
(I came for the crown…)
(Bone on stone… bone on stone…)
(Going down… going down…)
7Sweet Red, Sweet BlueYouTube
(Sweet, so sweet… sweet, so sweet…)
I'm sitting on the floor beside the throne
The king is down, my hands are shaking bad
I reach into my pack for something red
And take the sweetest sip I've ever had
Sweet red, put the warmth back in my bones
(Sweet, so sweet)
Sweet blue, put the magic back in me
(Sweet, so sweet)
I've been swinging in the dark so long
One sip and I remember what it's like to see
(Sweet, so sweet… sweet, so sweet…)
The red one tastes like sunlight going down
Like waking up when you didn't know you'd slept
Everything that's broken starts to mend
Everything that's bleeding starts to knit again
Sweet red, put the warmth back in my bones
(Sweet, so sweet)
Sweet blue, put the magic back in me
(Sweet, so sweet)
Down here in the dark with nothing kind
A little bottle is the kindest thing you'll find
(Sweet, so sweet… sweet red…)
(Sweet, so sweet… sweet blue…)
The blue one tastes like thinking after silence
Like a word you lost that suddenly comes back
I can feel the spells returning to my fingers
The fire and the lightning filling up the cracks
I hoard them like a miser, count them every night
Hold them up against the torchlight just to see
A dozen little bottles glowing in the dark
Every single one's a chance to keep on being me
Sweet red, put the warmth back in my bones
(Sweet, so sweet)
Sweet blue, put the magic back in me
(Sweet, so sweet)
I've been fighting in the dark so long
One sip and I remember who I'm supposed to be
(Sweet, so sweet… sweet, so sweet…)
(Sweet red… sweet blue…)
I know they won't last forever
I know I'm drinking faster than I find
But right now I'm sitting still and I'm alive
And the red is warm and the blue is on my mind
(Sweet, so sweet… sweet red, sweet blue…)
(Sweet, so sweet… sweet, so sweet…)
(Sweet red… sweet blue…)
I'm sitting on the floor beside the throne
The king is down, my hands are shaking bad
I reach into my pack for something red
And take the sweetest sip I've ever had
Sweet red, put the warmth back in my bones
(Sweet, so sweet)
Sweet blue, put the magic back in me
(Sweet, so sweet)
I've been swinging in the dark so long
One sip and I remember what it's like to see
(Sweet, so sweet… sweet, so sweet…)
The red one tastes like sunlight going down
Like waking up when you didn't know you'd slept
Everything that's broken starts to mend
Everything that's bleeding starts to knit again
Sweet red, put the warmth back in my bones
(Sweet, so sweet)
Sweet blue, put the magic back in me
(Sweet, so sweet)
Down here in the dark with nothing kind
A little bottle is the kindest thing you'll find
(Sweet, so sweet… sweet red…)
(Sweet, so sweet… sweet blue…)
The blue one tastes like thinking after silence
Like a word you lost that suddenly comes back
I can feel the spells returning to my fingers
The fire and the lightning filling up the cracks
I hoard them like a miser, count them every night
Hold them up against the torchlight just to see
A dozen little bottles glowing in the dark
Every single one's a chance to keep on being me
Sweet red, put the warmth back in my bones
(Sweet, so sweet)
Sweet blue, put the magic back in me
(Sweet, so sweet)
I've been fighting in the dark so long
One sip and I remember who I'm supposed to be
(Sweet, so sweet… sweet, so sweet…)
(Sweet red… sweet blue…)
I know they won't last forever
I know I'm drinking faster than I find
But right now I'm sitting still and I'm alive
And the red is warm and the blue is on my mind
(Sweet, so sweet… sweet red, sweet blue…)
(Sweet, so sweet… sweet, so sweet…)
(Sweet red… sweet blue…)
8Goatmen in the CatacombsYouTube
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp, stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp…)
I barely made it down the stairs before they hit
Four of them came charging from the black
Horns down, hooves flying, screaming something awful
And I didn't have a second to react
I swung my axe and caught the first one sideways
The second one went stumbling past my knee
The third one got a face full of my fireball
But the fourth one — the fourth one got to me
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
They come in packs and they don't wait for introductions
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp, stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp…)
I patched myself and turned another corner
And there were six more standing in a ring
Chanting something horrible around a fire
Like a church but worse — like worshipping some thing
They saw me and the chanting stopped
The biggest one picked up a polearm twice his size
I thought about retreating up the stairs
But my axe was humming and I liked the odds — unwise
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
They come in packs and they don't wait for introductions
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp…)
(Here they come! Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
(Here they come! Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
The thing about the goat men is they're fast
The thing about the goat men is they're mean
But the thing about a fireball in a tunnel
Is it lights up everything you haven't seen
And suddenly behind them — oh, there's more
Pouring from the hallways, pouring from the walls
I'm casting, I'm swinging, I'm drinking every potion
And my battle axe is ringing down the halls
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
They come in packs and they don't wait for introductions
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp, stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp…)
(Goat men! Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
(Goat men! Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp! …)
I barely made it down the stairs before they hit
Four of them came charging from the black
Horns down, hooves flying, screaming something awful
And I didn't have a second to react
I swung my axe and caught the first one sideways
The second one went stumbling past my knee
The third one got a face full of my fireball
But the fourth one — the fourth one got to me
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
They come in packs and they don't wait for introductions
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp, stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp…)
I patched myself and turned another corner
And there were six more standing in a ring
Chanting something horrible around a fire
Like a church but worse — like worshipping some thing
They saw me and the chanting stopped
The biggest one picked up a polearm twice his size
I thought about retreating up the stairs
But my axe was humming and I liked the odds — unwise
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
They come in packs and they don't wait for introductions
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp…)
(Here they come! Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
(Here they come! Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
The thing about the goat men is they're fast
The thing about the goat men is they're mean
But the thing about a fireball in a tunnel
Is it lights up everything you haven't seen
And suddenly behind them — oh, there's more
Pouring from the hallways, pouring from the walls
I'm casting, I'm swinging, I'm drinking every potion
And my battle axe is ringing down the halls
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
They come in packs and they don't wait for introductions
Goat men in the catacombs!
(Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp, stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp…)
(Goat men! Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp!)
(Goat men! Stomp-a-stomp-a-stomp! …)
9Ping!YouTube
PING!
(Sha-PING, sha-PING… sha-PING, sha-PING…)
I was knee-deep in a fight I wasn't winning
Backing up against a wall I couldn't see
Swinging blind and praying to the torchlight
When I heard a little sound calling out to me
Something hit the floor and it was shining
Not the dull thud of a sword I didn't need
It was bright and it was small and it was singing
And I stopped mid-swing to listen — call it greed
PING!
(Sha-PING, sha-PING!)
There's a ring down here somewhere
PING!
(Sha-PING, sha-PING!)
I can hear it, I can almost taste the air
Everything goes quiet when you hear that sound
Something bright and rare just hit the ground
(Sha-PING, sha-PING… sha-PING, sha-PING…)
The monsters kept on coming but I didn't care
I was down on both my knees and searching blind
Running my fingers through the dust and bones
Till something cold and golden crossed my mind
I held it up against the torchlight just to look
A band of silver with a word I couldn't read
I slipped it on and something changed inside me
Something stronger, something faster — something freed
PING!
(Sha-PING, sha-PING!)
There's a ring down here somewhere
PING!
(Sha-PING, sha-PING!)
I can hear it, I can almost taste the air
Everything goes quiet when you hear that sound
Something bright and rare just hit the ground
(Sha-PING, sha-PING…)
(Did you hear that? Sha-PING!)
(Did you hear that? Sha-PING!)
You can keep the gold, it's heavy and it's dull
You can keep the armor, I've got plenty on my back
But a ring that makes you stronger in the dark?
I'd walk through every demon on the map for that
I've got a pocket full of rings I'll never sell
Every one's a memory of a fight
A sound that cut the darkness like a bell
And turned the worst room in the dungeon bright
PING!
(Sha-PING, sha-PING!)
There's a ring down here somewhere
PING!
(Sha-PING, sha-PING!)
I can hear it, I can almost taste the air
Everything goes quiet when you hear that sound
Something bright and rare just hit the ground
(Sha-PING, sha-PING… sha-PING, sha-PING…)
(There's a ring… sha-PING…)
(There's a ring… sha-PING…)
(Sha-PING… sha-PING…)
(Sha-PING, sha-PING… sha-PING, sha-PING…)
I was knee-deep in a fight I wasn't winning
Backing up against a wall I couldn't see
Swinging blind and praying to the torchlight
When I heard a little sound calling out to me
Something hit the floor and it was shining
Not the dull thud of a sword I didn't need
It was bright and it was small and it was singing
And I stopped mid-swing to listen — call it greed
PING!
(Sha-PING, sha-PING!)
There's a ring down here somewhere
PING!
(Sha-PING, sha-PING!)
I can hear it, I can almost taste the air
Everything goes quiet when you hear that sound
Something bright and rare just hit the ground
(Sha-PING, sha-PING… sha-PING, sha-PING…)
The monsters kept on coming but I didn't care
I was down on both my knees and searching blind
Running my fingers through the dust and bones
Till something cold and golden crossed my mind
I held it up against the torchlight just to look
A band of silver with a word I couldn't read
I slipped it on and something changed inside me
Something stronger, something faster — something freed
PING!
(Sha-PING, sha-PING!)
There's a ring down here somewhere
PING!
(Sha-PING, sha-PING!)
I can hear it, I can almost taste the air
Everything goes quiet when you hear that sound
Something bright and rare just hit the ground
(Sha-PING, sha-PING…)
(Did you hear that? Sha-PING!)
(Did you hear that? Sha-PING!)
You can keep the gold, it's heavy and it's dull
You can keep the armor, I've got plenty on my back
But a ring that makes you stronger in the dark?
I'd walk through every demon on the map for that
I've got a pocket full of rings I'll never sell
Every one's a memory of a fight
A sound that cut the darkness like a bell
And turned the worst room in the dungeon bright
PING!
(Sha-PING, sha-PING!)
There's a ring down here somewhere
PING!
(Sha-PING, sha-PING!)
I can hear it, I can almost taste the air
Everything goes quiet when you hear that sound
Something bright and rare just hit the ground
(Sha-PING, sha-PING… sha-PING, sha-PING…)
(There's a ring… sha-PING…)
(There's a ring… sha-PING…)
(Sha-PING… sha-PING…)
10Walking Into HellYouTube
(Down below… down below…)
(Down below… down below…)
The stone ran out a few steps back
I didn't notice right away
The walls are different now — they're warm
And something's pulsing underneath the clay
The floor is glowing where the lava seeps
Through cracks that shouldn't be this far below
The air tastes different — tastes like something burning
Somewhere I was never meant to go
Walking into hell like it's just another room
(Down below… down below…)
Walking into hell and the lava's in bloom
(Down below… down below…)
One more step and the world I knew is gone
But my feet keep moving on
(Down below… down below…)
There are symbols on the walls I almost recognize
Drawn in something I don't want to name
The shadows here don't move the way that shadows should
And the torchlight's burning with a different flame
I should be afraid — I think I am afraid
But my legs keep taking me along
The cathedral was a church that lost its god
This is where the god it lost went wrong
Walking into hell like it's just another room
(Down below… down below…)
Walking into hell and the lava's in bloom
(Down below… down below…)
One more step and the world I knew is gone
But my feet keep moving on
(Down below… down below…)
(Walking… walking… down below…)
The caves were cold but this is something else
This heat is coming from a place that has a mind
I'm past the point of earth, I'm past the point of stone
I'm in a place that human hands did not design
And the strangest thing — it's beautiful down here
The lava lakes are glowing gold and red
Like stained glass melted down and poured across the floor
Like the cathedral's windows — burning overhead
Walking into hell like it's just another room
(Down below… down below…)
Walking into hell and the lava's in bloom
(Down below… down below…)
One more step and the world I knew is gone
But my feet keep moving
My feet keep moving
My feet keep moving on
(Down below… down below…)
(Down below… down below…)
(Down below…)
(Down below… down below…)
The stone ran out a few steps back
I didn't notice right away
The walls are different now — they're warm
And something's pulsing underneath the clay
The floor is glowing where the lava seeps
Through cracks that shouldn't be this far below
The air tastes different — tastes like something burning
Somewhere I was never meant to go
Walking into hell like it's just another room
(Down below… down below…)
Walking into hell and the lava's in bloom
(Down below… down below…)
One more step and the world I knew is gone
But my feet keep moving on
(Down below… down below…)
There are symbols on the walls I almost recognize
Drawn in something I don't want to name
The shadows here don't move the way that shadows should
And the torchlight's burning with a different flame
I should be afraid — I think I am afraid
But my legs keep taking me along
The cathedral was a church that lost its god
This is where the god it lost went wrong
Walking into hell like it's just another room
(Down below… down below…)
Walking into hell and the lava's in bloom
(Down below… down below…)
One more step and the world I knew is gone
But my feet keep moving on
(Down below… down below…)
(Walking… walking… down below…)
The caves were cold but this is something else
This heat is coming from a place that has a mind
I'm past the point of earth, I'm past the point of stone
I'm in a place that human hands did not design
And the strangest thing — it's beautiful down here
The lava lakes are glowing gold and red
Like stained glass melted down and poured across the floor
Like the cathedral's windows — burning overhead
Walking into hell like it's just another room
(Down below… down below…)
Walking into hell and the lava's in bloom
(Down below… down below…)
One more step and the world I knew is gone
But my feet keep moving
My feet keep moving
My feet keep moving on
(Down below… down below…)
(Down below… down below…)
(Down below…)
11The Lord BelowYouTube
(Doom… doom… doom…)
(Doom… doom… doom…)
I knew that I would find him at the bottom
I knew before I walked through the cathedral door
Every step I took was just a step toward this moment
Every fight was practice — nothing more
The room is made of fire and the ceiling is the dark
And he's standing in the center like he's bored
He's been waiting since before the town was built
He's been waiting since before there was a world
Face the Lord Below
(Doom… doom… doom…)
Face the Lord Below
(Doom… doom… doom…)
Everything I've carried, everything I've learned
Every spell, every swing, every potion that I've earned
It all comes down to this —
Face the Lord Below
He's taller than the doorway that I came through
Horns that curve like something that grew wrong
Spikes along his shoulders and his spine
And a tail that drags behind him ten feet long
His skin is red the way the lava's red
His eyes are older than the dark
And when he looks at me I feel the cathedral shudder
All the way from here up to the broken glass — every shard and every arc
(Doom… doom… doom…)
He doesn't charge like the goat men charge
He doesn't swing like the skeleton king
He moves like something that has never been afraid
And the sound he makes is not a human thing
My axe feels small for the first time in my hand
My fireball looks dim against his dark
But I came here from the surface with the sunlight in my memory
And I swear I'm gonna leave a mark
Face the Lord Below
(Doom… doom… doom…)
Face the Lord Below
(Doom… doom… doom…)
Everything I've carried, everything I've learned
Every spell, every swing, every potion that I've earned
It all comes down to this —
Face the Lord Below
(Doom… doom… doom…)
(Face him… doom…)
(Face him… doom…)
The fight lasts longer than I thought a fight could last
I drink my last red potion halfway through
I cast a spell I learned from a bookshelf in the dark
And it does something that I never knew it'd do
He stumbles and I swing with everything I've got
The axe connects — the nick to end all nicks
He falls the way a mountain falls
Slow and terrible and final — bone and brick
I did it
(Doom… doom…)
I did it
(Doom… doom…)
The Lord Below is down
The room goes quiet and the lava dims to embers
And something on the ground is where his heart was —
Dark and pulsing
And I know that I should leave it
But I don't
(Doom… doom… doom…)
(Doom… doom… doom…)
(Doom…)
(Doom… doom… doom…)
I knew that I would find him at the bottom
I knew before I walked through the cathedral door
Every step I took was just a step toward this moment
Every fight was practice — nothing more
The room is made of fire and the ceiling is the dark
And he's standing in the center like he's bored
He's been waiting since before the town was built
He's been waiting since before there was a world
Face the Lord Below
(Doom… doom… doom…)
Face the Lord Below
(Doom… doom… doom…)
Everything I've carried, everything I've learned
Every spell, every swing, every potion that I've earned
It all comes down to this —
Face the Lord Below
He's taller than the doorway that I came through
Horns that curve like something that grew wrong
Spikes along his shoulders and his spine
And a tail that drags behind him ten feet long
His skin is red the way the lava's red
His eyes are older than the dark
And when he looks at me I feel the cathedral shudder
All the way from here up to the broken glass — every shard and every arc
(Doom… doom… doom…)
He doesn't charge like the goat men charge
He doesn't swing like the skeleton king
He moves like something that has never been afraid
And the sound he makes is not a human thing
My axe feels small for the first time in my hand
My fireball looks dim against his dark
But I came here from the surface with the sunlight in my memory
And I swear I'm gonna leave a mark
Face the Lord Below
(Doom… doom… doom…)
Face the Lord Below
(Doom… doom… doom…)
Everything I've carried, everything I've learned
Every spell, every swing, every potion that I've earned
It all comes down to this —
Face the Lord Below
(Doom… doom… doom…)
(Face him… doom…)
(Face him… doom…)
The fight lasts longer than I thought a fight could last
I drink my last red potion halfway through
I cast a spell I learned from a bookshelf in the dark
And it does something that I never knew it'd do
He stumbles and I swing with everything I've got
The axe connects — the nick to end all nicks
He falls the way a mountain falls
Slow and terrible and final — bone and brick
I did it
(Doom… doom…)
I did it
(Doom… doom…)
The Lord Below is down
The room goes quiet and the lava dims to embers
And something on the ground is where his heart was —
Dark and pulsing
And I know that I should leave it
But I don't
(Doom… doom… doom…)
(Doom… doom… doom…)
(Doom…)
12Walk Into the WestYouTube
(Walk away… walk away…)
(Walk away… walk away…)
The room is quiet now and all the lava's dim
I'm standing where the Lord Below just stood
There's something on the ground that used to be his heart
And I can feel it pulling — and it's pulling good
I know that if I leave it someone finds it
I know that if I leave it, it begins again
The king was just a man before he found it
And the Lord Below was just a king back then
I pick it up
(Walk away… walk away…)
I take it in
(Walk away… walk away…)
I feel it settle somewhere deep behind my eyes
And the town is saved but something in me dies
(Walk away… walk away…)
I climb the stairs for the last time through the dark
Past the catacombs, past the goat men's empty halls
Past the bookshelf where I learned to call the fire
Past the sapphire and the gold still on the walls
The cathedral door is open and the sun is on my face
And it feels like something I don't quite deserve
The blacksmith waves and I don't wave back
I just keep walking past the curve
I walk into the west
(Walk away… walk away…)
I walk into the west
(Walk away… walk away…)
The town is safe, the demon's dead
But something's living in my chest
And I love them all too much to stay
So I walk into the west
(Walk away… walk away…)
My axe is heavy on my back — I won't need it where I'm going
The potions in my pack are turning warm
I can feel it whispering behind my eyes
A voice that sounds like thunder before a storm
How long before I'm not myself?
How long before the horns begin to grow?
How long before some other hero
Has to come and fight what I've become below?
I walk into the west
(Walk away… walk away…)
I walk into the west
(Walk away… walk away…)
The sun is setting and it's painting everything
In red and gold — like stained glass
Like the cathedral on the day I first walked in
But that was someone else
And this road doesn't go back
(Walk away… walk away…)
(Walk away… walk away…)
(Walk away…)
(Walk away…)
(Walk away… walk away…)
The room is quiet now and all the lava's dim
I'm standing where the Lord Below just stood
There's something on the ground that used to be his heart
And I can feel it pulling — and it's pulling good
I know that if I leave it someone finds it
I know that if I leave it, it begins again
The king was just a man before he found it
And the Lord Below was just a king back then
I pick it up
(Walk away… walk away…)
I take it in
(Walk away… walk away…)
I feel it settle somewhere deep behind my eyes
And the town is saved but something in me dies
(Walk away… walk away…)
I climb the stairs for the last time through the dark
Past the catacombs, past the goat men's empty halls
Past the bookshelf where I learned to call the fire
Past the sapphire and the gold still on the walls
The cathedral door is open and the sun is on my face
And it feels like something I don't quite deserve
The blacksmith waves and I don't wave back
I just keep walking past the curve
I walk into the west
(Walk away… walk away…)
I walk into the west
(Walk away… walk away…)
The town is safe, the demon's dead
But something's living in my chest
And I love them all too much to stay
So I walk into the west
(Walk away… walk away…)
My axe is heavy on my back — I won't need it where I'm going
The potions in my pack are turning warm
I can feel it whispering behind my eyes
A voice that sounds like thunder before a storm
How long before I'm not myself?
How long before the horns begin to grow?
How long before some other hero
Has to come and fight what I've become below?
I walk into the west
(Walk away… walk away…)
I walk into the west
(Walk away… walk away…)
The sun is setting and it's painting everything
In red and gold — like stained glass
Like the cathedral on the day I first walked in
But that was someone else
And this road doesn't go back
(Walk away… walk away…)
(Walk away… walk away…)
(Walk away…)
(Walk away…)
13The Next HeroYouTube
(Doom-sha-doo-wah, doom-sha-doo-wah…)
(Doom-sha-doo-wah, doom-sha-doo-wah…)
The blacksmith's daughter does the hammering now
The fountain in the square has long been dry
The cathedral on the hill has got no windows left
Just open arches where the wind goes by
There's a story that the old folks tell
About a hero who went down and came back changed
Walked into the west without a word
And the ground began to shake and rearrange
Now there's someone new standing at the crossroads
Younger than the last one, scared as hell
The old man by the fire says "another one"
And shakes his head — he's seen this story and he knows it well
But the stranger hears the knocking from below
Feels it in their blood, they've got to go
And before they take that first step through the door
There's one thing that they've got to know —
Who are you gonna be?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
What class are you gonna train?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
Are you gonna swing a sword,
draw a bow, or call the lightning and the rain?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
Who are you gonna be?
Come on, hero, stake your claim —
What class are you gonna train?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah, doom-sha-doo-wah…)
(Doom-sha-doo-wah, doom-sha-doo-wah…)
(Doom-sha-doo-wah, doom-sha-doo-wah…)
The blacksmith's daughter does the hammering now
The fountain in the square has long been dry
The cathedral on the hill has got no windows left
Just open arches where the wind goes by
There's a story that the old folks tell
About a hero who went down and came back changed
Walked into the west without a word
And the ground began to shake and rearrange
Now there's someone new standing at the crossroads
Younger than the last one, scared as hell
The old man by the fire says "another one"
And shakes his head — he's seen this story and he knows it well
But the stranger hears the knocking from below
Feels it in their blood, they've got to go
And before they take that first step through the door
There's one thing that they've got to know —
Who are you gonna be?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
What class are you gonna train?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
Are you gonna swing a sword,
draw a bow, or call the lightning and the rain?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah!)
Who are you gonna be?
Come on, hero, stake your claim —
What class are you gonna train?
(Doom-sha-doo-wah, doom-sha-doo-wah…)
(Doom-sha-doo-wah, doom-sha-doo-wah…)