Von Ricmore, oh Ricmore
He is bald of head
Von Ricmore, oh Ricmore
The name fills me with dread

Striving forth no matter what bars the way
Determined to always seize the day
What of the cost? Oh how the bodies lay
Those poor souls which he has chosen to slay

Von Ricmore, oh Ricmore
Why do you persist?
Von Ricmore, oh Ricmore
It’s useless to resist.