The Sword, The Cup, and the Dragon
There’s a goblin on my head that nobody can see
Underneath my cloak of invisibility
We’re going to the bank but we’re not getting paid
We’re gonna rob the vault of Bellatrix Lestrange
Oh, what are you thinking up there?
Under the cloak we share
A thousand years since Gryffindor, finally return the sword
To a noble race of creatures men deprived of wandlore
A Reparo twixt our people would this settle your score
When I really need that sword so we can win this war
I really need that sword (sword)
The power seeker split his soul and locked it in the bank
I touch the cup, levitate and burn over its multiplying prank
We are brave and afraid, we are Horcrux takers
Sacrifice Godric’s sword, returned to Goblin makers
We’re breaking in
We’re going down
We’re busting out
We’re breaking in
We’re going down
We’re busting out
Breaking the chains of the blind guardian we fight
Blasting goblins and tunnels, they’re crumbling under her might
Climbing up on her back, we launch into the sky
Busting out, we’re riding a dragon tonight
Riding a dragon, alright
Riding a dragon tonight
I hope she don’t bite
Riding a dragon tonight
Riding a dragon, alright
I hope she don’t bite
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