Now those that were left, did our best to survive
In a mad world of blood, death and fire.
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
While the corpses around me piled higher.
Then a big Ogre fart knocked me a*se over tit.
And when I awoke in my hospital bed
And saw what it had done, Nuffle, I wished I was dead
Never knew there were worse things than dying.