Four Fools And A Dragon

Four strangers. One dead bar.
A wild mage torched his own sleeve and just grinned like it was nothing at all.
One note. Glass everywhere.
Warrior swung first and never once stopped to ask why.

No plan, no map, no clue, no chance —
Get ready, get ready, get ready to ruuun

We're the fools that fate forgot to warn
Chasing dragons we never should've sworn
By dumb luck we're still alive tonight
We're four bastards in armor way too tight

Priest tripped. Blessed a goblin.
Didn't even notice, didn't even care, just kept on praying anyway.
Found a blade. Sick green light.
Nobody asked what it had seen, nobody wanted to know.

No spell, no luck, no second try —
Get ready, get ready, get ready to flyyy

We're the fools that fate forgot to warn
Chasing dragons we never should've sworn
By dumb luck we're still alive tonight
We're four bastards who never win a fight

Dragon rose. Eyes like fire.
Then the bard screamed a note so wrong it cracked something ancient wide open.
Chains fell. Centuries gone.
It didn't roar, didn't fight — just spread its wings and vanished into the dark.

No one planned it. Hard to define.
Every wrong move somehow turning out fine.
They crowned us heroes — we don't even know why.
Four broken fools who refused, somehow, to die.

We're the fools that fate forgot to warn
Chasing dragons we never should've sworn
By dumb luck we're still alive tonight
We're four fools who don't know wrong from right

We're the fools that fate could not ignore
Crowned as heroes — nobody knows what for
By dumb luck, by chaos, by pure damn luck we're free
And gods help whatever comes for us next