Original Submissions by Yseulte of type 'Songs'
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The Ballad of High Lord Templar Elithan and the Wyvern
Added on Nov 23, 2009Performed by Pia Konviewdu for Chosen Lord Ranak commemorating the High Templar's fight with the Wyvern.
The sands shaken, the Wyvern did waken,
Its wings unfurl’d and hauled its scaly grey bulk throu’ winds ‘at whirled.
Eyes like the bloody moon up high, it rasped and did cry:
"You're but food, I’ll end you like a kank-fly."
Throu’ visored helm ‘gainst an awful glare did our High Templar stare,
And his fate did now he saw began to glow on the Wyvern's claw.
Power ain’t ‘ford him no shield ‘gainst a light so bright,
Blindin’ him of sight, all moon-white.
With power ‘at split the red sky and laid our legions low as scrubs do lie,
Upon ‘em the abomination did fly.
Inna rush o’ beatin’ wings and a fearsome growl,
The nectar of its maw did spit upon our ranks an ichor so foul.
In multitudes did His soldiers fall, buildin’ a wall o’ blackened flesh,
Crisp'd meat, a dike o’ dead, insufferable heat.
Yet through befoulin’ wafts of tainted smoke,
Tho’ reel our folk might, and scream and choke,
Our crossbows were let fly, loud as any storm's cry,
And the air did sigh with the fall o' our Templar up High.
Inna rush o' steps did drum a sea o' His Common come,
Ain't shield in hand nor spear, we carried His Faithful Lord clear.
Tho' torn and beaten he be, his heart and hand done quicken,
And when his sword done lifted, the beast lay dead and stricken.
‘Ere stood we, a shield ‘round His Faithful Lord,
The shinin’ Common o' His Light.The sands shaken, the Wyvern did waken,
Its wings unfurl’d and hauled its scaly grey bulk throu’ winds ‘at whirled.
Eyes like the bloody moon up high, it rasped and did cry:
"You're but food, I’ll end you like a kank-fly."
Throu’ visored helm ‘gainst an awful glare did our High Templar stare,
And...
Continue Reading...Elves of the Hand
Added on Nov 23, 2009Performed by Pia Konviwedu.
Elves be tricky, sticky, see,
Long-fingered dancers of the night,
Quick and lithe, like riitikki be.
With necks and ears high of height.When you got your money, honey,
Hold it closed and ever so tight.
Their heads be a-bobbing like menelli be,
Quick little fingers, dancing out of sight.When you're walking, talking,
With your sweet one on the street.
Nigh silent, shadows come a-stalking,
Dancers dancing, fleet of feet.Elves be glancing, dancing, see,
Long-legged hunters of the night.
Tapering high, like a marilla tree,
With sharp eyes and teeth that do bite.Elves be tricky, sticky, see,
Long-fingered dancers of the night,
Quick and lithe, like riitikki be.
With necks and ears high of height.When you got your money, honey,
Hold it closed and ever so tight.
Their heads be a-bobbing like menelli be,
Quick little fingers, dancing out of sight.When you're...
Continue Reading...Black Crowns
Added on Nov 23, 2009A song performed by Pia Konviwedu about assassins.
Blood in the breeze,
Blood in the sand,
In the land of dancing trees,
Cold blade in my hand.I creep through the night,
Silencing in mind.
To be the last sight,
Of those I am set to find.I dance in the dark,
Moons above do not betray.
I do seek my mark,
Cutting an end to his day.I swirl from behind,
I sweep with my knife.
To his pain I am blind,
As I bleed out his life.As he draws a last breath,
I look to his face.
I'm the dealer of death,
Crowned in black and grace.Blood in the breeze,
Blood in the sand,
In the land of dancing trees,
Cold blade in my hand.I creep through the night,
Silencing in mind.
To be the last sight,
Of those I am set to find.I dance in the dark,
Moons above do not betray.
I do seek my mark,
Cutting an end to his day.I swirl from behind,
Continue Reading...The Firestorm Pub
Added on Nov 23, 2009A song performed by Pia Konviwedu for Kadius.
At the Firestorm Pub a bottle or ten’ll be found,
Open them up and drink round after round!We’re drinking to life, drinking to death!
We’re drinking til ain’t one coin to be left!
We’re winding our way through all and more!
We’ll drink til we’re floored like an Allanak whore!Raise up your bottles, folks!
Drink til your fat and Light! Roll up a smoke!Put on a smile, put a bottle in your fist!
Drink til you ain’t remember who you've done kissed!We’re drinking to Light, drinking to song!
We’re drinking til we ain’t remember what we've done wrong!
We’re winding our way through all Kiiren’s store!
We’re gonna drink til we ain’t can drink no more!Raise up your bottles, folks!
And Light! Someone give me a smoke!At the Firestorm Pub a bottle or ten’ll be found,
Open them up and drink round after round!We’re drinking to life, drinking to death!
We’re drinking til ain’t one coin to be left!
We’re winding our way through all and more!
We’ll drink til we’re floored like an Allanak whore!Raise up your...
Continue Reading...A Song of Dancing Moons
Added on Nov 23, 2009A song between lovers of Jihae and Lirathu.
It happened one night beneath a sky so bright.
When the leaves danced down from the trees.
And the next thing I knew,
I was up right beside you.With my bloody red face,
With your silver smiles and grace.And we danced, hand in hand slow all across the sands.
A sultry breeze flowing through the musical trees.You in your silver gown and silver crown.
Me in red, dressed in blood and dread.Will you dance away the night and into the light?
Long after the trees have surrendered their leaves?
Will the next thing I see,
Be you right up beside me?With my bloody red face,
With your silvers smiles and grace.It happened one night beneath a sky so bright.
When the leaves danced down from the trees.
And the next thing I knew,
I was up right beside you.With my bloody red face,
With your silver smiles and grace.And we danced, hand in hand slow all across the sands.
A sultry breeze flowing through the...
Continue Reading...Roll Away
Added on Nov 23, 2009A song of caravans performed by Pia Konviwedu.
Gather your belongings.
Tend the wounds and heal the scars.
The horizon ain’t far beyond us,
And a new life ain’t ever far.Surrender to the beat, to the dance, to the flames,
Surrender to the call, to the drink, to the games.Leave the night far behind,
Let a new dawn light the way.
Come away with us,
Rolling in a wagon by dusk and by day.Surrender to the beat, to the dance, to the flames,
Surrender to the call, to the drink, to the games.We know of your sorrow.
We have felt your pain.
Come away with us,
And ain’t feel it again.Surrender to the beat, to the dance, to the flames,
Surrender to the call, to the drink, to the games.Come away with us, come away,
Rolling in the wagon by dusk and by day,
Roll away.Gather your belongings.
Tend the wounds and heal the scars.
The horizon ain’t far beyond us,
And a new life ain’t ever far.Surrender to the beat, to the dance, to the flames,
Surrender to the call, to the drink, to the games.Leave the night far behind,
Let a new dawn light the way.
Come away...
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