No I ain't a hero I just crush a lot for cash
I may save your life or leave you bleeding in the gra**
For every soul I've Hunted: The Demon's Forge blazed
I always catch my quarry if you've got that money raised
If you fit the profile I go that extra mile
Try living Inexile you gon be there for a while
Its best to cop a smile and swallow back that bile
You need to come and face me cause quitting ain't my style
But what you gonna do when all around you
Is skulls shattering blood splattering and arrow shafts clattering
What you gonna do when every enemy falls
Its replaced by another like they're bleeding from the walls
The only thing I know is what I always do
Rely on my partner, an Army of Two
Our a**istance was required by the woman of my dreams
Her body was the truth, but such a pretty little liar
Had us dive into a realm like the Terran underside
Hordes of locust-like creatures in our way with every stride
Roadie run to cover so we can stay alive
Partner falls in battle throw a potion to revive
No room for inventory just grab what we need
Summary execution for anything that bleeds
Unload a grip of arrows cause we found a whole bunch and
k** a couple dozen like to hear their bones crunching
Easy enough we'll be back home in time for lunch and
Use all our gold to build our own dungeon
The further in we went it got a lot more real
It wasn't enough to use our wits and our steel
Used our bows with explosives, froze or corrosives
Enhanced each others sk**s with the magic that we boasted
Melted in the shadows so the dark would hide us
If we got lost our spirit guides would right us
Started off as a chore, little more than a bore
But as the plot thickened all we wanted was some more...