(..) Where the hell are you, you weasel-faced bastard? - I'm here my king. Ungrateful lout! Hrothgar! Hrothgar! Hrothgar! Hrothgar... He faced the demon dragon. Where other men would freeze. And then, my God, he took his sword. And brought it to his knees. Hrothgar! Hrothgar... The greatest of our kings! Hrothgar! Hrothgar! He broke the dragon's wings. Hrothgar! Hrothgar! The kingdom fell in darkness, and shadows rule the light... By the sign of dawn, He soldier on, And brought us back to life. (..)