We are the keepers... of the word... Ni... We speak it... unto thee... You wander far through cursed terrain Where reason breaks and none remain A hollow path beneath the trees Where all must bow... to our decrees We are the watchers, robed in green Guardians of what can’t be seen No king, no crown, no holy plea Outranks the word... entrusted unto we We speak it once, you break and flee None pass through this sanctity We speak it thrice, you cease to be... Notwithstanding... a shrubbery No blade, no shield, no prophecy Outweighs the sound... of Ni ( Ni... Ni...) IT IS WE, WHO SAY NI! Pray we never speak it free! IT IS WE, WHO SAY NI! Bow down, or bring a shrubbery! Your cries fall flat in desperate air “Your mother was a hamster!” we do not care We’ve heard your threats, your foolish plea Elderberries mean nothing to we Your general’s name holds no command No rank survives within this land Your pride dissolves, your will undone Before the sacred, spoken one Mock and curse, defy decree Still you kneel eventually We speak it once, you break and flee We speak it thrice, you cease to be (Save those that bear a shrubbery!) No insult breaks authority Of those who speak... IT IS WE, WHO SAY NI! None withstand its sanctity! IT IS WE, WHO SAY NI! Bow down, BRING A SHRUBBERY! You must bring forth... ...a shrubbery. One that looks nice... ...and not too expensive. Then... You must cut down the mightiest tree in the forest... ...with a herring. And should we speak it... ...thrice... You shall not survive. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE COLOR? (BLUE! NO, YELLO...) WHAT IS YOUR QUEST? (I SEEK THE GRAIL!) WHAT… IS THE AIR-SPEED VELOCITY… OF AN UNLADEN SWALLOW? NI! NI! NI! NI! NI! IT IS WE, WHO SAY NI! Few who hear it live to flee! IT IS WE, WHO SAY NI! Bound by sacred... spoken decree! Ni... Ni... We are the keepers... of the word... Ni... (We want a shrubbery!)
