Colonel Forbin stared up at the mountain      And wiped away the beads of sweat      That glistened on his brow      His tired feet were buried in the quagmire      And his bloodshot eyes saw all that lay between him      And fulfillment of his vow         And he felt his fingers wrap around a knotted root      And pulled his body upwards      To a sea green mossy boulder      And he dragged his weary carcass [or "shit-ass"] up the mountain         And he climbed so slowly      He climbed so slowly      Ahead      Ahead         Suddenly he heard the crack of thunder      And the rocks began to crumble overhead      And tumble down the mountain to the      Dismal swamp that lay beneath the jagged cliffs      through which his path had led      And the earth began to quake beneath his feet      And the mighty mountain changed before his eyes      And he stood amidst a sea of dust and rocks and stones      Cascading down the mountain      And a thousand birds were headed for the sky. Oh...         The sacred creed will be yours      And if you wait until tomorrow      The sacred creed will be yours      To devour      Yours      To seize      And to obey      Obey         When the dust had cleared, the colonel lifted up his head      And was driven to his knees by a blazing beam of light      And he saw the silhouette that stood before him      And he bowed in reverence      Trembling in the shadow of the mighty legend's form      Icculus the prophet stood before his eyes      Looking down on Colonel Forbin      Where he shuddered in the puddles and the muck      And he quietly addressed him         And he spoke so slowly      He spoke so slowly      Ahead      He said         Colonel Forbin I know why you've come here      And I'll help you with your quest to gain the knowledge that you lack      I call upon my faithful friend the mockingbird      To fly and seize the helping book and bring it to your shack      And a tree of knowledge in your soul will grow      And the Helping Friendly Book will plant the seed      But I warn you that all knowledge seeming innocent and pure      Becomes a deadly weapon in the hands of avarice      And greed         The sacred greed will be yours      And if you wait until tomorrow      The sacred creed will be yours      To devour      Yours      To seize      And to obey      And to obey               And the famous mockingbird swooped down out of the sky and landed on      Icculus's shoulder, and Icculus whispered into the bird's ear, and it flew      off toward Wilson's castle in the valley below.         Fly Famous Mockingbird         Fly famous mockingbird      Fly...      Fly famous mockingbird      Fly...         Fly famous mockingbird      Fly...      Fly famous mockingbird      Fly...      Fly...      Fly...      Fly famous mockingbird      Fly...            The next morning at the camp Errand Wolfe and Rutherford stood frozen in awe as the famous mockingbird flew out of the sky and laid the Helping Friendly Book at their feet. The quest for the book had dragged on for so many years that it's sudden appearance left the men staring in disbelief, unsure of what their next move should be. The shock wore off quickly though, and Errand Wolfe shot into high gear. He snatched up the book with one hand and the famous mockingbird with the other, and began to inform Rutherford of his plan. He would first kill Wilson, and then put the Helping Friendly Book to work for him. With Rutherford's aid he fastened the famous mockingbird to a pole, with glue and rubber bands, to insure the secrecy of his mission, and then set out to find the only man in Gamehendge who could handle the job of eliminating a King.