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The music swells—a choir of brass and of bone,As the Rotten Greatwood dances alone.They’re "Number One" now, in this kingdom of rot,The masters of salt, whether wanted or not. dark souls - we are number one

In the land of Lordran, where the hollows weep,A legend awakens from centuries of sleep.Not Gwyn with his lightning, nor Artorias the Brave,But a man with a plan, rising straight from the grave. The music swells—a choir of brass and of

With a "Hey!" and a "Ho!" and a backstab or two,They’ve painted the Undead Burg a deep shade of blue.The fire is gone, and the dark has begun,Because Robbie of Astora is Number One. in this kingdom of rot

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Dark Souls - We Are Number One -

The music swells—a choir of brass and of bone,As the Rotten Greatwood dances alone.They’re "Number One" now, in this kingdom of rot,The masters of salt, whether wanted or not.

In the land of Lordran, where the hollows weep,A legend awakens from centuries of sleep.Not Gwyn with his lightning, nor Artorias the Brave,But a man with a plan, rising straight from the grave.

With a "Hey!" and a "Ho!" and a backstab or two,They’ve painted the Undead Burg a deep shade of blue.The fire is gone, and the dark has begun,Because Robbie of Astora is Number One.