作词 : Toby Fox
作曲 : Toby Fox
So the worms hath cometh out to play...
Gah ha ha ha!
Thoust FOOLS!
Beholdeth, Rouxls Kaard,
Thou're greatest adversary!
Thou crawle from the dirt
You fillest me with mirthe
While mine puzzles
Shalt fillst thee with fear!
You struggle and toil
You're filled with turmoil
BAMBOOZLEDETH
For one hundred years
Now thou seest
The power of meest
Youre mind will SNAP as you quit-
GOD
DAMN IT.
SURPRISETH!
Welcome backe, worms!
Thou hast no hopeth now against mine
EVEN GREATER PUZZLE!
BEHOLDETH!
Toile and paine
Beholde mine domain-eth
As I slowly breaketh thine mind
Thou arteth fools
To chanllenge-e the rules
A greatere foe thou'll never find-
Ahhh...
Ahh... Ha...!
Ha ha ha!
That wasn'tst REALLY my ultimate puzzle!
I have a wayst better one right... here!
Ralsei: Can... Can we see it?
Rouxls Kaard: No
Sometimes it gets real hard
No one around here appreciates the card
Mayhaps thou shalt stop
Take a little-e dip into mine hip shop
The duke of puzzles, that's me
Servingeth the king obediently
Mine hobbies includeth long walks in the dungeon
And calligraphyest, too, for fungeon
Shut up! Of course that rhymed!
I should lockest thou up for the crime
But I probably won't, let's be honest here,
'Tis not exactly a cushy career
I'm the newest edition, the Kaard's a replacement,
The dukes beforeth me are now in yon basement
=Ooh, look at you, on pinseth and needles,
Have I your attention, little water beetle?
I love the lords and ladybugs
Arms spread wide leaning down for hugs
For all who appreciate the sesquipedalian
Who runneth rings arounde lightner aliens
Shut up! I'm still good at rhyming!
For I am a master of dramatic timing
In glory and wit there is no equal!
(I hope I get more lines in the sequel)
Thou're victory is just a fluke
Everyone knows to bet on duke
I'm nationwidesteth, I'm bad
I'm at leasteth a number two dad
Get thee gone, I'm going on the scene
The epitome of thine hopes and dreams
Stilleth the duke of rhyming! My record's not marred!
Lyrical victory with only thirty-two bars.
A neweth record.
Perfection incarnate,
Much liketh mine own self.
What, art thou still listening, worms?
Have I that greateth an attraction?
I supposeth I should not beeth surprised,
Yon fanbase hath some interesting ideas.