"Ring Their Bells"
        (sur l'air de Vive le vent)

       "Slashing through the Orcs
    With a good two-handed blade
    Over corpses we go
    And through the gore we wade
    Mace on helmet rings
    Making bodies fly
    What fun to sing our SLAYING song
    And watch these suckers die!

      Chorus:
    Oh, ring their bells with swords and spells
    Don't let 'em get away!
    We're brave and bold for fame and gold
    We'll make a lot today!
    Oh, ring their bells with swords and spells
    Don't let 'em get away!
    We'll hack and slash and blast and trash
    And blow these dudes away!

    Crashing through the door
    Into the dragon's nose
    Our mage whips out a Cone of Cold
    And out its fire goes!
    Elven bowstrings sing
    Making balrogs fall
    And our thief finds a secret door
    Into the treasure hall!

        (chorus)

    Then appears the Lich
    With his demon guard
    Our wizard yawns and wishes
    We'd run into something HARD...
    He begins to cast
    His 19th level spell
    That damn Lich throws a Gate at us
    And drops us all in Hell!

        (Chorus)

    We appear in Hell
    In front of Orcus' Throne
    Our cleric waves us out the door
    And takes him on alone!
    Orcus' legions don't
    Want to let us go
    Our Techno pulls a bazooka out
    And NUKES 'em 'til they GLOW!

    Oh, ring their bells with prayers and spells
    Don't let 'em get away!
    We're brave and bold and CRAZED, we're told
    To think we'll live the day!
    Oh, ring their bells with swords and shells
    Don't let 'em get away!
    We'll hack and slash and blast and trash
    And blow these dudes away!
    Yes, we'll hack and slash and blast and trash
    And drag our loot away!"