| A GOOD NIGHT SONG Oh hear the thundering press of knights Come with shield, sword and bow! Mount these brave steeds that are snorting and neighing, And don yer helms while ye are praying, For Deaths couriers, Fame, Honor and Respect do call. Let us ride into that dungeon once again! Never a fiercer fight was waged, When we roused those Daemons from out of the Hell! Destroy us they did try with their casts of fear, And fiery blasts in all their rage, But for a bards voice of wind blent with every strain, Poor Daemons were slain trying to serve us all! We proved our truth by our endeavor! And now drink and sing a good night song. For them that bravely faced the foe, With glory that shall fade not ever. The blood within our veings does pulse for just one more! Within the depths of Deceit, Despise and Wrong! CONFUSION Red Cloaked Clown Black Feathered Bird Circle the Fire Conjure the Word Heart to Stone Ignorant of Bliss Cast the Shadow You Shall Not Miss |
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