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...