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Going to Indy
05:16
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Going To Indy
I made up my mind, gonna get one what I've got in me a plane.
I'm gonna get my geek on, yeah I'm too much geek to tame.
I'll be getting in on Wednesday, take a cab from the airport to the mall,
Got my True Dungeon coins from last year, and my badge on Will Call.
And I'm flying into Indy, with a bag full of dice,
just to see what I've got in me, against all popular advice.
I'm going to Gen Con, I'm going to Gen Con.
And things won't ever be the same,
'till Gary Gygax knows my name.
Got crammed into a hotel room,
I'm gonna have to crash out on the floor.
I gotta get some sleep before Iron GM.
Yeah I'm iron to the core.
I gamed for 30 straight hours.
Back at the Steak-n-Shake, it must me 3 a.m.
Crashed out during the ENnies, and drooled all over
my vintage copy of Talisman.
And I'm flying into Indy, with a bag full of dice,
just to see what I've got in me, against all popular advice.
I'm going to Gen Con, I'm going to Gen Con.
And things won't ever be the same,
'till Gary Gygax knows my name.
Bleary-eyed Monday morning, I catch the red-eye out of town.
But I already booked my room for next year,
and I'll be coming back around.
And I'm flying into Indy, with a bag full of dice,
just to see what I've got in me, against all popular advice.
I'm going to Gen Con, I'm going to Gen Con.
And things won't ever be the same,
'till Gary Gygax knows my name.
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2. |
Battlefield Cry
04:01
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Battlefield Cry
We're like a dragon, trapped in a china shop
Raucous, raging and relentless
Cause its hard to find your heart
Warm, wonderful, and ecstatic
Conquer your eyes with mine,
when I'd rather be making peace
Repressing love to the dungeon,
with no release
Don't let us die, another battlefield cry,
the blade cuts deep, in the blink of an eye
Fear has no face
Locked deep inside the wounds
shaking, sneering, and seething
Plays its part, in your empty room
Fooling feelings freely
Making our time grow cold,
when we should be making heat
The corpse of love lies beneath your feet
Don't let us die, another battlefield cry,
the blade cuts deep, in the blink of an eye
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3. |
Don't Touch My Dice
04:16
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Don't Touch My Dice
Last month my GM, he brought by this stupid friend
who forgot his dice and tried to borrow mine.
He was a sloppy roller, he chipped up my 20-sider,
now my favorite die don't roll higher than a 9.
And I hope and I pray, if he ever comes back this way,
he'll have the courtesy to bring his own dice.
Last week, my GM, he brought back his stupid friend
who forgot his dice and tried to borrow mine
I try hard not to be a jerk,
but my favorite 20-sider still doesn't work
So I think its time this is where I draw the line.
Don't touch my dice.
You better think twice,
before you touch my dice.
Last night, my GM, he brought by his stupid friend.
And suspiciously, his dice looked a lot like mine.
I think that he took them,
when I made that run to the rest room,
and I'm seriously about to loose my mind.
He better hope and he better pray,
if he ever comes back this way,
he doesn't care if his goddamned paladin dies.
Last night my GM, he had a bloodbath on his hands
when I went PVP upon his friend,
It was a tomb of horrors,
when I crit-ed with my greatsword
Now I think that dude's dice stealings at an end.
Don't touch my dice,
You better think twice,
before you touch my dice.
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4. |
Ballad Of A Sickly Grin
06:13
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Ballad Of A Sickly Grin
My jaw drops to the floor
As I realize the news
You killed me forever more
Now I can only lose
Invested ten long years
To playing this game
Now it's time
To birth a new name
Making war
And juggling sin
My fate stands in the shadow
Of your sickly grin
You roll the dice once more
Then stabbed me in the heart
Ambition is cut short
My world is torn apart
Body bleeding
Nerves are frayed
As your ill smile
Stains your face
Making war
And juggling sin
My fate stands in the shadow
Of your sickly grin
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5. |
Fireball
04:30
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FIREBALL
Fireball! fireball!
Burn them crispy one and all.
I get to see your minions fall,
when I pull out my fireball.
I can't wait till I turn fifth level,
no I can't wait, till I put that spell in my book.
Because when I get that spell,
I know I'll be able to kill,
anything that gives me a second look.
Fireball! fireball!
Burn them crispy one and all.
I get to see your minions fall,
when I pull out my fireball.
I know my friends they’d all rather learn to fly,
and I've gotten nothing against transmutation.
But with all I’ve been through,
From the Borderlands to the agents of Cthulhu,
I’d just rather have my evocation.
Fireball! fireball!
Burn them crispy one and all.
I get to see your minions fall,
when I pull out my fireball.
Feels like-I've got
the sun in the palm of my hand.
Feels like- I've got- the sun ……………..
I don’t even need to think that much about it.
Just a pinch of sulfur does the trick.
You can spend all your time
raising up them zombies,
but a fireball burn them like a wick.
Fireball! fireball!
Burn them crispy one and all.
I get to see your minions fall,
when I pull out my fireball.
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6. |
Larpin' in the Woods
04:20
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LARPin' IN THE WOODS
Help, I’m lost in the woods
and the worgs are closing in,
I’m shaking in my boots
and this armor chafes my skin
How did I let you talk me into this?
Snake-tongue, you’re just insidious
I’m LARPing down in Maryland and I don’t have a ride back home.
It’s raining, and my food supply’s gone low.
I’m stuck down in Maryland and I’ve never felt so alone.
You left me, left me LARPin in the woods.
My foam sword is peeling,
and I forgot the word for yield,
and the orc warriors beaten me till I’m bruised.
I feel so abused.
How did I let you talk me into this?
I even paid for all the tolls and gas.
I’m LARPing down in Maryland and I don’t have a ride back home.
It’s raining, and my food supply’s gone low.
I’m stuck here in Maryland and I’ve never felt so alone.
You left me, left me LARPin in the woods.
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7. |
Ride a Red Dragon
04:45
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Ride A Red Dragon
Ride A Red Dragon
Blood pressure on the rise
As my ambition lies
Inside his fierce eyes
Chasing the wind
Where it goes
Bold as rock
My confidence flows
Ride a Red Dragon
Flying far from trouble
Which lies as rubble
My ocean of tears starts to bubble
Drinking it down
Smooth elixir of life
Cleans my soul
Takes away all strife
Ride A Red Dragon
Nogard Der A Edir
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8. |
Killer GM
03:10
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Killer GM
Just a friendly heads up,
There’s a new GM at the game store
He ran something last Thursday night
And he’s a little bit hardcore.
Had every thing planned out
I was ready to game all night
All equipped and leveled up
But something, something didn’t feel right.
Maybe it was his stack of books
He had every copy of Grimtooth’s Traps
Maybe it was all the bloodstains, next to the list of names
Crossed off on his battlemat.
Might as well-
Rip up your sheet and start again
He’s a k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-killer GM.
He’s a k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-killer GM.
He’s a killer, a killer , a killer
A killer GM.
He’s got killer instincts.
You can see it in his eyes
He paints his mini’s with house paint,
Soyouknowhedoesn’tcare, if everybody dies
His encounters barely have any treasure
And Raise Dead is over five-thousand gold
He drops templates on every creature
Even pixies, NPCs, and yellow mold
Rip up your sheet and start again
He’s a k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-killer GM.
He’s a k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-killer GM.
He’s a killer, a killer , a killer
A killer GM.
Gave him the benefit of the doubt, but it’s too late
I’m bleeding out, I’m bleeding out
Now all the Core Rule god's can’t save me from my fate.
I’m dying, I’m really dying
Don’t even have any Hero Points to spend.
Might as well-
Rip up your sheet and start again
He’s a k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-killer GM.
He’s a k-k-k-k-k-k-k-k-killer GM.
He’s a killer, a killer , a killer
A killer GM.
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9. |
Bard Assassins
05:14
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Bard Assassins
Back in the day
A Bard would sing
History witnessed in battles
Off to the side
The songs would shine
Without personal involvement
It wasn't until
The GM who kills
Offed a brother Bard one game
Wielding our sound
We began shutting down
All the ill advances
A concentrated sonic wave
Saved us that day
And spawned the Bard Assassins
Bard Assassins are all about
Killing Injustice with mighty sound
We harness all vibration in the universe
A sonic killer ray that really hurts
You know us Bards have seen it all
Empires will rise to ultimately fall
We band together making a stronger song
You killed a brother of which there is no other
His tone was just so special
Infusing his soul
Into our sonic gold
Ripping the Killer GM's face off
Bard Assassins are all about
Killing Injustice with mighty sound
We sing the waves
That drown you while burning
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10. |
Revenge's Folly
04:37
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Revenge’s Folly
Playing in the Forest of Everdreams
You search for your enemy
As your longsword gleams
It reflects in my eyes
Behind the hill where I hide
An easy breeze
Blows through the trees
The last thing I feel
As a fall to my knees
My GM spoke
His words make me choke
on the vomit in my throat
Ambushed by your army
Swords are plunged inside me
An easy breeze
Blows through the trees
The last thing I feel
As a fall to my knees
You think by winning
you got what you need
I'm unfettered now
My soul is freed
To be born again
to cut off your head...
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