For The Hell of It

For the Horde,

For the Country,

For the Queen,

For Greatness,

And for Glory,

Whatever you do it for,

It doesn't really matter,

If you don't do it for the love,

Then was it worth doing,

You could have all the fame,

And all the riches,

But if you die alone,

An old bitter bitch,

In the end,

Who was the dumb twit,

Me the kid with the dream,

And didn't get to live it,

Or you the fool who sold,

The soul for the riches quick?