You're some kind of emo dancer
Searching for a necromancer
Someone to revive this woman named Mono
(Dude, move on, bro!)

Suddenly, Jim Carrey's mask
Assigns you to a monstrous task
Destroy the colossi
Sixteen giant boss guys

Don't get stomped, climb up a thigh
Grab butt fur, shoot in the eye
Hang on tight, cling to the beard
Stab until they disappear

Spinal tap, blade to the dong
This guy wears rocks for a thong
Sword to the brain, sword to the brain
Sword to the brain, sword to the brain

Something is happening, slowly you're darkening
Keep coming back and continue embark-ening

Traveling can be sleepy, yes
But look, your sword has GPS
So go to where the beam of Google Maps leads you
Baby, needs you

Gallop through a scenic pasture
'Til you spot an ugly bastard
Present your I.D.
With an arrow to the knee

Don't look down, jump on a wing
Kill with fire, cling, cling, cling
Hold your breath, run up a blade
Blood comes out, you're getting sprayed

Find weak spots, then you take aim
It's not your dad's puzzle game
Sword to the brain, sword to the brain
Sword to the brain, sword to the brain

Don't just tame them
Kill them, maim them
Stake your claim
Then stand on the shoulders of giants
What a game!