From the eyes, show depth of rage, release of the fire
Scorching is the fire
Underlined with a crest of gold, magnificent is the site
Three rows of ma**ive teeth fall nothing short of razor sharp
Razor sharp
Venom crawls from the heart
form its three forked tongue
Guardian of the golden fruit
of which I will rid it of
Into the mountains I ride
to conquer the beast of great might
the eleventh labor it's called
most difficult labor of all
Equipped with only a spear
for I will not show my fear
Triumphant the plan is to be
The dragon will soon bleed for me
My single spear pierces his heart
in d**h he now takes part
Into the heavens he is cast
for years of service that have pa**ed
From the eyes, show the depth of rage, releases the fire
Scorching is the fire
Underlines with a crest of gold, magnificent is the site
Three rows of ma**ive teeth fall nothing short of razor sharp