The scabbard is so beautiful.

You line your scabbard with cotton.

Keep it well-hidden in your scabbard.

My scabbard is you my master.

I cannot now pretend with an empty scabbard.

It's got a scabbard on it. It can't hurt anybody.

I see you wear a scabbard, but no sword.

It's got a scabbard. It can't hurt anybody.

I see you wear a scabbard, but no sword.

[Blade sings into scabbard] That's good times. [Chuckles]