The game is on 
The world is a stage 
Heroes created
Beast mode engage

Panthéon

The idols arise
The world is a tomb
Rome is burning
An entropic boom

Panthéon 

Why is the sky so endless?
Why are our towers so small?
Build on the shoulders of giants
One game to rule them all

Panthéon 
and on and on

I am the blackbird in the night 
I am the sun bear in the day 
I am the monkey in the jungle 
I am the fish in the fillet 

I am a tiger trapped inside a small balloon 
that is floating in the stomach of a large angry baboon 

I am animal 
I said I am an animal 

I am the tame domestic cat 
I am the raged infected rat 
I am the mimicking macaw 
I am wild attacking boar 

I am a puppy eating up a giant moth that flew all the way from Costa Rica to escape the clutches of a giant sloth 

I am animal 
I said I am an animal

 Dracula Spectacular

 I am not your Dracula spectacular
 This is not your weekend in Vegas
 This is not your selfie obscura
 I am not your tour guide of Paris

 No vampires remain in Romania
 No vampires remain in Romania
 Don’t walk alone in Transylvania
 No vampires remain in Romania

 This is not West Hollywood on Thursday
 I am not your objet d’art
 I am not your sepia heyday
 This is not the moment we part

 No vampires remain in Romania
 No vampires remain in Romania
 Don’t donate blood in Transylvania
 No vampires remain in Romania

 I am not your pop starlet saviour
 This is not your reference du jour
 This is not your sanctioned behaviour
 I am not the disease or the cure

 No vampires remain in Romania
 No vampires remain in Romania
 Don't sing this song in Transylvania
 No vampires remain in Romania

There are no gnomes in Sweden 
No reports that anybody down there has ever seen them 
There are no gnomes in Sweden 
No reports that anybody down there has ever seen them 

No little hats, no jolly beards, or rotted teeth 
and not one child has ever been reported being eaten 
Not one child 

Just like there are no Fins there in Finland 
Now while at first that may sound grand, 
it's just because they've all been eaten by the hungry gnomes who aren't 
aren't in Sweden 

There are no gnomes in Sweden 
No reports that anybody down there has ever seen them 
(They've never seen them) 
There are no gnomes in Sweden 
No reports that anybody down there has ever seen them 
(They've never seen them) 

Now Viking is as Viking does and Vikings can't be beaten 
And as that is, it's most unwise to try to eat Norwegians 
But hungry gnomes they come and go, a belly-full they're feeding 
Pockets lined with Swedish gold, they nash their broken teeth and scold 
They lick their bloody lips and cry "we'll eat you up until you die" 

There are no gnomes in Sweden 
No reports that anybody down there has ever seen them 
(They've never seen them) 
There are no gnomes in Sweden 
No reports that anybody down there has ever seen them 
(They've never seen them) 

No little hats... no jolly beards... 

So if you're Swedish, rest assured, your bureaucrats have bought them all 
And logic tells us now that you certainly can't be Finnish 
So 'fore I finnish this tale of woe, 
if you're a Viking, maybe you'll take a liking to us 
and leave us alone now 
for we are the people laying low 
the not so tasty Danish 
if the truth be told. 
(the not so tasty Danish, the not so tasty Danish 
if the truth be told) 

There are no gnomes in Sweden 
No reports that anybody down there has ever seen them 
There are no gnomes in Sweden 
No reports that anybody down there has ever seen them 

No little hats... no jolly beards...