Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked to take a minute
Just let me purge,
I'll tell you how I became opposed to the undead Scourge.

In Western Plaguelands killed and raised
As a Death Knight, where I spent most of my days,
Chillin' out speccing Unholy,' all cool
And all shootin some humans to raise them as Ghouls,
When the Lich King popped up,
He was up to no good!
Wanted me to slay my friends and neighbourhood.
I got in one little fight and Ner’zhul got mad,
He said “You’re my light-damned servant, now go kill your damn dad!”

I begged and pleaded with him day after day
But he buffed my rune blade, and sent me on my way.
He gave me a quest and then he gave me my mount,
I put my autowalk on and said, “I have gotta get out!”

New class, yo this is bad
Killing Scarlet Crusaders with ice is a blast.
Is this what the people of the unliving are like?
Hmmmmm… this might be alright.

But wait I hear there're mindless, slaves all that
Am I the kinda guy who can get into all that?
I don't think so
I'll see at Acherus,
I hope I’m prepared for the evil King Arthas…

Well, I went to Light’s Hope and when I had spawned,
There was group of defenders there, the Argent Dawn,
I ain't trying to get killed again,
I just got slain,
I tried to run away but got a buff from Mograine.

I killed all the humans, and when I was done,
I got a pat on the back from the Ashbringer’s son.
If anything I could say that this guy was pissed,
And since he wanted an army, I just had to enlist!

I hearthed back to Acherus about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the Lich King 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked at the plaguelands,
And I knew I was down,
To join my old faction to take on Icecrown.