[Intro]
[Drums kick in with lute riffs]
Yeah!
Steel clashes, limbs fly, glory’s on the line—
But I’m still fine!
[Verse 1]
Met a knight in black on a forest trail,
He said, “None shall pass!” with a grim detail.
So I swung my sword with a mighty crash,
Took his arm clean off—he said “Tis but a scratch!”
[Pre-Chorus]
I said, “You’ve lost an arm!” He said, “No, I’m fine!”
Bleeding like a fountain, still drawing the line.
[Chorus]
Tis but a scratch!
No pain, no shame!
I’ll fight on though I’ve got no aim.
Tis but a scratch!
No reason to yield,
Just a flesh wound on the battlefield!
[Verse 2]
He lost the other one, still wouldn’t fall,
Tried to kick me once—lost his legs and all.
Still he barked, “Come back, coward, fight me true!”
I said, “Mate, there’s not much left of you!”
[Pre-Chorus]
He’s rolling ‘round, just pure defiance,
A torso with a cause, a one-man alliance.
[Chorus]
Tis but a scratch!
A minor affair,
Who needs limbs when you’ve got that flair?
Tis but a scratch!
No need to cry,
He’ll bite your ankles ‘til the day he dies!
[Bridge] [chanting choir]
Steel and honor, pride and pain,
A knight’s resolve shall never wane.
Though the body falls, the spirit stays,
Screaming “Tis but a scratch!” through the flames!
[Breakdown] [guitar solo with galloping drums]
[Background shouts]
“It’s only a flesh wound!”
“You liar, you’ve got no legs left!”
“Come back and fight like a man!”
[Final Chorus]
Tis but a scratch!
Can’t keep him down,
He’s the limbless legend of Camelot town.
Tis but a scratch!
His tale will spread—
For even with no body, he’s far from dead!
[Outro]
[Fade out with medieval flute]
He’s just a torso in the grass…
Still talking trash.
Tis but a scratch!
Drozalloxx
