Von Carstein
Oct 11, 2023 3:05:02 GMT -7
Post by darthwutianshudu on Oct 11, 2023 3:05:02 GMT -7
Well,
the Parapets were no pearls,
but they must have been Worth
The Blades, they Smile
and Wince and all the while the
Mason's Stones slowly run Red.
My Mates they turned
and Frowned and Fled
for the Bishop's Love
Ere He Watched and
Muttered at the Burgundy
Mud a Dead Tongue He
caused to Quake
On that Parapet!
The True Von Carstein did Roar!
Ere their flimsy Chanting Muted!
Their Incantations Aghast!
Ha!
Witness the True Von Carstein!
Strike me Down into this Your Stupor!
Mutter Your Incantations!
Someone Send for Your Knights!
Your Brights!
Your Witches!
And, oh, Send Us another Wave!
Von Carstein!
Come Danse Macabre with Me!
Von Carstein!
'Tis indeed a Perfect Day to Die!
Put the Kettle on, Mother!
'Tis Hell for another French Fry!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
Do You Hear Me now,
You Sons of Curs!
Send for another Corpse Cart!
Theirs is not Worthy of My Curse!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
More Sleepshines!
Better yet, more Sleep Potions!
Ere this Blood runs as Rivers!
And Our Cauldrons Spin As Oceans!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
Not One Step Forward
or You find Me Your Foe!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
Ha!
Ha!
Like this!
Or like that.
Ha!
Von Carstein on the Attack!
And like that!
Ha!
Von Carstein on the Attack!
My Bishop Must Love Me
ere Your own Spears break Your Lines!
And Von Carstein Butchers You Bastards
with Nursery Rhymes!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
Come send the True Von Carstein to Hell,
You Heedless Sack of Serfs!
Inter Me in the Inferno You would afflict across this Earth!
And Eye'll Drag You all there with Me
ere Castle Drakenhopf still Stands!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
These Rivers run Red with My Blood!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
Is Burgundy Red
the Parapets were no pearls,
but they must have been Worth
some Thing.
and Wince and all the while the
Mason's Stones slowly run Red.
My Mates they turned
and Frowned and Fled
for the Bishop's Love
and Leave.
Muttered at the Burgundy
Mud a Dead Tongue He
caused to Quake
and Twitch and Turn
and Writhe and Squirm
and Rise and Kneel
and Stand and Swear
and Kneel and Blink
and Bite and Scare
and There!
The True Von Carstein did Roar!
And Paint Vitruvian Masterpieces
into Waves that were oh,
so Unsure!
Afraid to Touch the Laughing Lonely
Hunchback that Stalked Prejudicial!
Into Spears Afraid to even Missile!Ere their flimsy Chanting Muted!
Their Incantations Aghast!
The Most Perfidian Turncoats Running Backwards
to Flee from this Past!
Witness the True Von Carstein!
Strike me Down into this Your Stupor!
Mutter Your Incantations!
Someone Send for Your Knights!
Your Brights!
Your Witches!
And, oh, Send Us another Wave!
Eye Thanked the Bishop for His Love
that He Might Raise them from this Grave!
Von Carstein!Von Carstein!
Come Danse Macabre with Me!
Ere a Dead Tongue Recites and
they even send for Bloody Trees!
Von Carstein!Von Carstein!
'Tis indeed a Perfect Day to Die!
Put the Kettle on, Mother!
'Tis Hell for another French Fry!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
Do You Hear Me now,
You Sons of Curs!
Send for another Corpse Cart!
Theirs is not Worthy of My Curse!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
More Sleepshines!
Better yet, more Sleep Potions!
Ere this Blood runs as Rivers!
And Our Cauldrons Spin As Oceans!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
Not One Step Forward
or You find Me Your Foe!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
Ha!
They Danse Macabre
their Brittle Blades
Praying to God
that They'll be Saved
from Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!Ha!
There,
that's a Slice that Eye'd like to have back,
but, Mate, this is a Siege...
You should Cut Me some slack.Like this!
Or like that.
Ha!
Von Carstein on the Attack!
Send for Your Flagellants...
and We'll bring them back!
Like this!And like that!
Ha!
Von Carstein on the Attack!
My Bishop Must Love Me
ere Your own Spears break Your Lines!
And Von Carstein Butchers You Bastards
with Nursery Rhymes!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
Come send the True Von Carstein to Hell,
You Heedless Sack of Serfs!
Inter Me in the Inferno You would afflict across this Earth!
And Eye'll Drag You all there with Me
ere Castle Drakenhopf still Stands!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
These Rivers run Red with My Blood!
Von Carstein!
Von Carstein!
Is Burgundy Red
or Mud...
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