Levelling on up now, gettin’ out of the darkness
Should they have stayed in the tomb?
Come again?
Who needs ten grilled fish for a dinner, seriously?
The phantom menace, aka poor controls.
I’ve being waiting for this deliverance all day, when will this kingdom come?
Ever wanted to carry ten swords at once?
There’s no mention of salutors in the song…
The mustard levels are off the charts!
I’ll be waiting, everlasting, with a gun.
Without a Sonic of a doubt.
Extract me out of here already.
Band on the run.
See you, space scoundrel.