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So, this is going to be a basic song thread that me and Jared4242 will have. First up is a bard me and Jared just came up with today!

FYI: This song is a work of fiction. Incidents, names, characters, and places are products of the author's imagination and used fictitiously. Resemblances to actual locales or events or persons living or dead is coincidental.


There once was a witch with no name, whom stole people's hearts for game.

She did get caught, but alas for naught, as she simply changed shape on the spot.

She lay low for months, waiting and baiting poor lass and lads into her web

The lords were blind to the chaos she spread

Then one mourn, she made a fatal mistake

Claiming a herd of cow, the with did take

But Lord Marty the brave saw through her guise

Sniffed her out right before out eyes

Peace hast returned to our land, for her evil is dead

Let her name resurface never again!

Now that she turned out a fake

We shall all laugh and shake! Haha!
 
Of all the feats of the arcane,
To which Lothar aspire,
None can compare to she who all
The forest folk admire.
The Lady of the Lyre.

In Daendroc's jungles dense and lush,
Within a meadow clear,
The Lady's song did fill the air,
With great and merry cheer.
For the forests she held dear.

From Lothar yew her Lyre was shaped,
With strings of lunar mane.
And every note she guided forth,
Soared wind across the plain,
And whispered with the rain.

The trees so tall with branches strong,
Her melody did sway.
And from the meadow sprouted life,
That danced as she did play,
And grew tall in a day.

The Lady weaved her mystic song,
And called to nature's heart.
Into the meadow once so clear,
Her gifts she did impart,
And shaped it with her art.

And so the first Lothari grove,
Was shaped by the Lady's song,
And for all time the melody,
Would whisper to the throng
Of trees that swayed along.

So when you stand within the grove,
Should you wish to inquire,
Whose song gave life to Lothar land,
'Twas she whom we admire.
That Lady of the Lyre.
 
Cursed day and peaceful night
Awaken the beasts from there pitiful slumber
Free the oppressed from the fools might
This shall be their last blunder

From wicked spells and twisted metal
We march today to their halls
For we've a score to settle
Tonight the holy fools shall fall.

~A mini poem I wrote for Mrs. Baver.
 
My faction leader wrote a song about a legendary vampire slaying blade called Mourning Wood. Now I wish I could remember it.
 
Within the mountains of my home
A land secluded lies
With secrets lurking all unknown
Concealed within my eyes

I run the city of Kalin
With my mighty sceptre and sword
We worship the goddesses fair and true
As well as the mighty Lords

Reach far into it's heart
and within it you shall find
the secrets of Farkinoir
and the dwarves' thoughts of mind.

Our city stands to this day
A land forever true
A town of wonder and a town of light
Is here to welcome you.

We know not the origin of this song, nor do we know it's meaning. Scholars interpret it as an old rhyme used to express pride for an old city.
 
She'll be sliding down the mountain when she comes!
She'll be sliding down the mountain when she comes!
She'll be slidin down the grass with the petals up her ass,
She'll be sliding down the mountain when she comes!
 
She'll be sliding down the mountain when she comes!
She'll be sliding down the mountain when she comes!
She'll be slidin down the grass with the petals up her ass,
She'll be sliding down the mountain when she comes!

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The screams all die and the children stop to cry
as I walk back through the town.
The fallen tyrants of yesterday
have finally been taken down.

Remove his banners, tear down his lies.
My blade's stained, but my heart's still pure.
He rapes, he kills, he thieves and he lies,
but this man walks this world no more.

The men and women shout from the shops,
Justice is served and our people are free!
This man was so blind to the good old ways
that when we struck, he could not see.

Darkness consumed him, a man no longer,
his world crumbled and faded to black.
Because once you stare into the abyss
the abyss stares right back.
 
Shadows long and silence bleak
Mountains high, with rising peaks
Forests green with cool shade
Ponds shallow, in which to wade
Nature, peaceful, without strife
To you I now give my life.

~An old elf spell that would give up the chanters life to help the nature area around it. (Like a final sacrifice kind of thing I guess?)
 
V1
I got my premium and my armor pimping it up in my /f home
Training mcMMO, wherever I roam
No-one compares to me, I'm on top of the ladder
When I raid all them noobs my skills get madder
Popping buckets of milk nearly 24/7
Unless you're a vamp, then for you it's blood heaven
Trained so much than anyone from Church to Undercity
Knows that no matter how hard they try they'll never defeat me

Ch
I walk this town with a smile on my face!
I'm no pussycat in fights, even though Tigran was my old race!
Massivecraft is my entire spare time, I'm not gonna lie!
I'll play on this server until the day I die!

V2
Yeah, travel thousands of blocks with my portal room
Creepers in the darkroom screaming "BOOM BOOM BOOM"
But I'm too fast, open shops from their loot
Ten chests ready in Regalia, and I'm on route
Ten seconds later I'm there at the docks
And I think, "Damn! Cayorion, your programming rocks!"
Shoutout to my homeboys manning all the helpops
You always aid us when our fun experience drops

(Ch)

V3
And now this song starts to close, but not my fun
You should know that enjoyment continues for everyone
Lurking the forums when I go offline
Never know what cool RP I might just find
This server is hotter than the Regalia fire
If you think it's bad, then you're a troll or a liar
After IRL stuff and a nice little sleep
You know where to find me the rest of the week!

(Ch + end)