Chaos monstrosities, &%$#$*~ Lunar soldiers, Vampires
Why God, Why?
&%$#$*~ Lunar soldiers, Tarshite boot-licking dogs, The Lunar &%$#$*~ Empire
Why God, Why?
What have I done to deserve this Orange horror? Surrounded on all sides with the Hell of The Lunar &%$#$*~ Empire Like a Orlanth character, I'm wordy and alone Why God, Why?
Broos, Chaos monstrosities, More &%$#$*~ Lunar soldiers
Why God, Why?
The Lunar &%$#$*~ Empire, More &%$#$*~ Lunar soldiers, Vampires
Why God, Why?
What have I done to deserve this Orange disaster that is my life? Surrounded on all sides with the Hell of The Lunar &%$#$*~ Empire Like a Orlanth character, I'm wordy and alone Why God, Why?
What have I done to deserve this Orange misery? Surrounded on all sides with the Hell of The Lunar &%$#$*~ Empire Like a Orlanth character, I'm wordy and alone Why God, Why?
Why God, Why? Why God, Why? Why God, Why? Why God, Why?
>I found an Alanis Morrisette song generator at Brunching Shuttlecocks -
>http://www.brunching.com/. Alanis has had a special place in my heart since
>I caught her 'Young Talent Time does Punk" act in concert several years
>ago.
>Here are some hip, with-it, very special Alanis-type lyrics about our
>favourite Empire, courtesy of the lyric geneator. With minimal
>modification,
>it could probably generate Alanis heroquests.
>
>No, seriously...
>
>John
>
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>"Will to Live"
>
>I feel miserable
>Chaos make me ill
>I feel miserable
>Scimitars tear at my foundations
>I feel miserable
>Legions are dragging me down to the depths of misery
>I want to die
>
>Is it because of Lunars that I feel this way?
>With the red rays of misery pounding on my brain?
>Or am I lost in tale of Myth, adrift far from home
>I don't think so, I don't think so.
>
>Jar-eel Broke My Will to Live
>Jar-eel Broke My Will to Live
>Jar-eel Broke My Will to Live
>I was getting better but then
>Jar-eel Broke My Will to Live
>
>I feel miserable
>Taxes rot the flesh from my bones
>I feel miserable
>Magiks defeat my purpose
>I feel miserable
>Rites are doing their best to impale my soul
>I want to die
>
>Is it because of Lunars that I feel this way?
>With the red rays of misery pounding on my brain?
>Am I lost in tale of Myth, adrift far from home
>I don't think so, I don't think so.
>
>Jar-eel Broke My Will to Live
>Jar-eel Broke My Will to Live
>Oh God, Jar-eel Broke My Will to Live
>I was getting better but then
>Jar-eel Broke My Will to Live
>
>
>
>Why"
>
>Chaos, scimitars, legions
>Why God, Why?
>Scimitars, taxes, Lunars
>Why God, Why?
>
>What have I done to deserve this red horror?
>Surrounded on all sides with the Hell of Lunars
>Like a Myth character, I'm wordy and alone
>Why God, Why?
>
>Magiks, Chaos, rites
>Why God, Why?
>Lunars, rites, legions
>Why God, Why?
>
>What have I done to deserve this red disaster that is my life?
>Surrounded on all sides with the Hell of Lunars
>Like a Myth character, I'm wordy and alone
>Why God, Why?
>
>What have I done to deserve this red misery?
>Surrounded on all sides with the Hell of Lunars
>Like a Myth character, I'm wordy and alone
>Why God, Why?
>
>Why God, Why?
>Why God, Why?
>Why God, Why?
>Why God, Why?
>
>"I Think"
>
>I Think Chaos are really a huge problem
>I Think scimitars are too much on my mind
>I Think legions have got a lot to do with why the world sucks
>But what can you do?
>
>Like a red rain, beating down on me
>Like a Myth line, which won't let go of my brain
>Like Jar-eel's ass, it is in my head
>Blame it on Lunars
>Blame it on Lunars
>Blame it on Lunars
>
>I Think taxes are gonna drive us all crazy
>And magiks make me feel like a child
>I Think rites will eventually be the downfall of civilization
>But what can you do? I said what can you do?
>
>Like a red rain, beating down on me
>Like a Myth line, which won't let go of my brain
>Like Jar-eel's ass, it is in my head
>Blame it on Lunars
>Blame it on Lunars
>Blame it on Lunars
>
>Like a red rain, beating down on me
>Like Jar-eel's smile, cruel and cold
>Like Myth's ass, it is in my head
>Blame it on Lunars
>Blame it on Lunars
>Blame it on Lunars
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Guy Hoyle (ghoyle1_at_...)
"I used to think, "Mind control satellites? No way!' But now, I can't remember what we did without 'em."
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