[Verse 1]
In the shadows he crept through the valley of flame,
With daggers so sharp and a fearsome-some name.
He backstabbed and vanished, a ghost in the mist,
But there’s one little thing all the ladies had missed...
[Chorus]
Oh Zard, mighty rogue, quick as a dart,
You’ll steal all the gold but not many hearts.
They whisper in Darnassus and Stormwind alike:
"He’s deadly at night... but not much to strike."
[Verse 2]
He poisoned his blade with a sinister grin,
Slipped past the guards, took the treasure within.
But at inn rooms and love dens, he’d always retreat,
When the pants hit the floor, he admitted defeat.
[Chorus]
Oh Zard, mighty rogue, swift as the breeze,
You’ll silence a mage with the greatest of ease.
But wenches all giggle and druids all scoff,
When your stealth drops, and your pants fall off.
[Bridge]
“Size don’t matter!” ol’ Zard would declare,
While stuffing a sock with a goblin’s glare.
He’s got courage and cunning, that’s perfectly true—
Just wish his sword was two-handed too.
[Final Chorus]
So raise up your mugs for the rogue of the night,
Who pickpockets dragons and wins every f***t.
He’s small in one way, but in legend stands tall—
Zard the rogue, the sneak of them all!