Masters of the Galaxy

Far to the East, an army of evil is rising Deathknights of Crail Under the spell of sorcerer's twisted design To darkness we hail With their blades of black fire they enslave the land Obeying their master's will The force of their terror no mortal can stand Knights of evil, kill Long ago in the distant future, they were a force for the light But now in the ancient times, they slaughter peasants by night We are the Masters of the Galaxy We're the Lords of Space Dundee The destroyers of reality On a quest for all eternity We're the Masters of the Galaxy We're the Lords of Space Dundee The destroyers of reality Knights of Evil, arise Leading the charge is the mightiest scion of evil Mighty indeed! Proletius his name, grandmaster of death and decay Worship or bleed! In another dimension he fought for the king And the glory of all Dundee Now corrupted by darkness he kills everything Mwah ha ha ha! We are the Masters of the Galaxy We're the Lords of Space Dundee The destroyers of reality On a quest that's never ending We're the Masters of the Galaxy We're the Lords of Space Dundee The destroyers of reality Knights of Evil, arise Stabbed through the heart with the Knife of Evil, it infected his brain Anti-Telharsic power now flowing through his veins Grand Master Proletius! Dispatch your Knights of Evil to slaughter more peasants in Auchtermuchty! As you command, Lord Zargothrax. Deathknights of Crail...TO BATTLE! The Knife of Evil, thought Angus. One of the three powerful relics of the Ancient Starlords...the other two of course being the Hammer of Glory and the Vorpal Laserblaster of Pittenweem. As he mused on the cruel fate of his once-ally Proletius, a shadowy figure approached him. If you seek to restore the Kingdom of Fife, whispered the mysterious figure, head north to the Land of Unicorns...you will find friends there. May the Hoots be with you. And with that, the figure disappeared. This is truly a strange universe, Angus said to himself as he took the shadowy denizen's advice and headed north to Achnasheen. The armies of justice in Dunkeld, and now this messenger...all worshipping the Hootsman as a God. But that can't be...he died in the Neutronic Transnova detonation of Earth, surely?