Oh ah I'm I'm afraid I shall need your hand please

Yes of cource my lord

Foolish to think I could let him fall he's on the brink it seems

But why should I pause when

I know the cause of mother's shattered dreams

Help me you presumptous climber

What can I do for the dy'squiths to repay their warm embrace

What can I take from the dy'squiths

Except perhaps their place

But with eight other dy'squiths ahead of me

Their foolish pride survives

I beg you

What can I take from the dy'squiths

Except perhaps excepts perhaps

Please

Except perhaps their lives

Who will look foolish then