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COMPOSER: Tommy (@Ocularum)
With strength to equal their faith —
— And a cross that's proudly borne
Before us stands an order that will never be ignored!
Tonight we sing the praise of these great men
A faith for holy men upon which people can depend!
An order which will fight for us and gladly will again.
These are the men who've dove into the depths!
These are the men who fight for the rest!
These are men who know no rest and will continue on!
Noble warriors comprise their ranks
A legion of men with swords that rend
Men who deserve our thanks!
They have been wrongfully hemmed
Restricted by inquisitorial men
In pursuit of their Marien! (Marien!)
Marienritter!
Marienritter!
Marienritter!
Their quest is not ending for they've much left to do!
A man named Ser Karp Kippings?
We're not quite through with you.
Ser Karp Kippings no greater man than he!
For he refuses to consort with the likes of you and me!
He has not the grace! He has not the poise!
His taste in women trends toward boys!
But, enough is enough and on I shall sing
About far greater things than Ser Karp Kippings!
Hear me and listen well for I shall say this only once,
Kippings is not a man deserving of woman's touch.
Ignoring him and moving on I can say this now freely,
I sing the song of Marienritter and know they'll leave me be!
Their target is beast and foe of man and all that should not be!
A faith for all Ailor!
A faith for all of man!
Wave the Marienritter banner and show them where we stand!
I tell the tale of Marienritter and the men that they protect!
They've stood before our proud Chancellor and outstretched their neck,
They've swum in darkened channels and extended their sword,
They've offered hand to those they abhor.
Their order is for one thing and one thing above all,
They stand as the men to turn the tide in this righteous war,
A collection of people who've sworn allegiance and stand tall
And now we shout their esprit de corps!
Marienritter!
Marienritter!
Marienritter!
ALTERNATE TITLE: ad astra per aspera
COMPOSER: Tommy (@Ocularum)
The Marienritter have what the people lack;
They've the drive to do as they say.
They've no hesitation and a will to act;
They will have their gloried day.
They get on with life as holy knights,
But when they feel weak,
Their mind turns straight to faith and the people they serve
They like to contemplate the Spirit.
Did they step away from the fight!? (No!)
Are these the most righteous knights!? (Yes!)
Do they stumble from their holy path?! (No!)
Are these the men of zealous type deserving of our hype!? (Yes!)
After being gifted purpose by the Spirit,
After being named Knights most Holy,
The world was still filled with tasks undone.
Fate is all that can be left to them.
Each of these men part of an order fraternal.
They perform arresting acts in the name of a God greater.
Each of these men whose work is eternal.
They stand with spine straight and sword arm straighter.
The people will be in their hands.
For them, the reason for accepting it is what matters.
They act in accordance with the Spirit.
This is their faith and it shall endure.
What has happened to the values of humanity?
Lost to a sea of heresy.
What's become of their dreams of unity?
Lost to a world of aberrancy.
The soldiers can't wait.
The noisy crowd can't wait.
This is a war that must be won,
This is a battle that must be won
One by one they descend into the depths
To combat an evil that spreads like sickness.
Before them lay the steps to greatness.
Down into the hive of beast imagined,
The walls twist and curl and pulse like flesh.
They resolve to advance and meet a world unfathomed.
Their will is unbroken and they begin afresh.
Met with the claws of monsters unseen.
They best the horror and take its arm.
They match its strikes with swords that gleam.
And with the efforts of men it shall do no more harm.
What has happened to the values of humanity? (It's here! It's here!)
Did they step away from the fight!? (No!)
What's become of their dreams of unity? (It's here! It's here!)
Do they stumble from their holy path?! (No!)
Do they lose their way and get lost in the dim darkness of the night? (No!)
Is their heart pierced by the darkness of death and despair? (No!)
Have they reached the center of the Sun and found no salvation? (No!)
Has a den of thieves blocked their way? (No!)
Has the path they have chosen fallen short? (No!)
Does the nature of their chance lead them astray? (No!)
In short, all that is evil, all that is despair;
All will be combated by the men that sit there.
A battle won.
They will continue onward.
ALTERNATE TITLE: alea iacta est
COMPOSER: Tommy (@Ocularum)
In his eyes a fire burning.
He shows no mercy as he sees through you
A ter-ror burning, shadow laughing
A ter-ror burning, tearing, tearing through your soul
Here he is again, demon from the ground
He can smell your blood, sealed in your skin
He can see the stars, burning in your eyes
The Marienritter, without a place to stand or run
They face the Lich whose heart is caged in ribs burst open
Behind the line of his spine is the task that lay before them
In his eyes a burning fire
Revenge is tasted by us all
Burn, burn it with us
Burn, burn it with us
Burn, burn it with us
They stand shoulder to shoulder with Kreiguard
Don't think they don't hate him, the Lich
They know that the worst place is the ground on which he stands,
And they can hear his desperation, his scream-ing!
"I'm coming to get you, I'm coming to get you."
And the last time they came, he was gone.
And they know he's trying to hold on, but they can tell
He's losing something.
Pages burning
An assault unending
Burn, burn it with us
Burn, burn it with us
Burn, burn it with us
A hell of blood and hell of fire
A chaos burning, chaos like noise...
How can he forgive?
He's hiding from the truth
'Cause he knows what's inside of him
When the walls crumble
It'll be a new day
There's change in the wind
You can tell as the smoke rises
Lich, you were made to be burned in their presence
This was meant to be your last day
They took your mind and their decision has been made
Now your ashes will part their way
COMPOSERS: Marilyn Starrett (@pixYcandi) & Apotheos (@Duwuterte)
Ohh Hoch-meister!
Ohh Hoch-meister!
… Come tear this 'vanthar, a-suuunder!
Just, -rrrip- him a-part!--
-so they'll send him a cart!
For it's a ter-ri-ble plan!--
-to duel with a man!
--who eats liches for soup, before Sunday mooooorn--!
--whose den lies a-flame to-day, hey ho!
The Avanthar's folly- faah, la!
The Avanthar's folly- fa la la lah!
The Avanthar's folly- faah, la!
The Avanthar's folly- fa la la lah!
The Avanthar's folly- faah, la!
The Avanthar's folly- fa la la lah!
The Avanthar's folly- faah, la!
The Avanthar's folly- fa la la lah!
The Avanthar's folly- fa laaaaah--!!
-- lla!!
COMPOSERS: Marilyn Starrett (@pixYcandi) & Apotheos (@Duwuterte)
Well I was ne'vr a military man,-
-'til the black'n gold marched to my lan'!-
They said to me, 'would surely you like to be',-
-'a crusadin' man born true-and-free!-'
'With a fine young mare and a strong steel lance!
'-and the cross borne on your ta-bard-'
'The-foes-we'll-fell, we'll-give-'em-hell, Oh!
-It's good havin' finally, slew ya!
So I made my mark and follow'd along,
With these holy men, so bold and strong,
We crested mountains, valleys and hills,
As we searched for our quarry, we-were-huntin'-for-the-kill!
-For the glory of Man, for the folks back home!-
-With our banner proudly flyin',-
We rode them down, far 'neath the ground, Oh!
It's good havin' finally, slew ya!
We found ourselves back home one day,-
At the heart of this of city, once so far away!
We found it a-ruined, and brought to a kneel-
Which-did nothing to dampen our eternal zeal!
We found the beasts in their 'byssal lair-
And du-ly set to work!
We-did-'em harm, we-took-an-arm, Oh!
It's good havin' finally, slew ya!
Our work took us far down below,-
To those wretched tunnels near Crookback Row,
It stunk like the beasts that laid within
Rank-as-can-be like an old greyskin!
But we marched along, we carried the day,
We fought the lich whilst it was growin' bolder!
Put-the-fire-to-all-its-terrible-gifts, Oh!
It's good havin' finally, slew ya!
Now, count this a warning oh foes of Man-
Best fear these knights, ridin' 'cross the lan'!
We'll gut you, cut you, stab you too-
Beat-you-to-a-pulp 'til you're black and blue!
Whether we get you today, or on next morn'-
The Spirit always pre-vails!
No-matter-the-cost, we-shall-not-be-lost, Ohh!
It'll-be-good havin' finally,- sleeew ya!
COMPOSER: Tae'len Sotor (@mickdude2)
Let me sing you a song that I think you'll like,
With easy words and soaring highs.
Let me lull you to sleep with simple stuff,
Songs about me and you and love.
Let me hold you close and hold you tight,
Even when there's no end in sight.
Let me hold you during dark days,
For all your moves and all your ways.
The way you stand, and the way you grin.
The way you knock, I'll let you in,
Come in and tell me about your day,
Come in, don't leave, come in and stay.
Through winter nights and summer storms,
I'll stay with you and I'll keep you warm.
I'm singing aloud, so listen here-
I'm singing loud, so have no fear.
And when it all fades to black
And there's nothing more that we lack
When we're together we have it all
We're our own net for when we fall
Falling down, but we'll never break
Each other's hands and hearts at stake
I'll sing a song that I think you'll like
With easy words and soaring highs
COMPOSER: Tae'len Sotor (@mickdude2)
Shield of Iron guard me well,
Through the valley, cross the dell
From battles morn to final bell
May I be the one to tell…
Sword of Steel strike with speed
Serve me in my deadly need
On blood and bodies you shall feed
Always hungry, eternal greed...
Heart of Gold, be with me yet
Until the sun shall never set
Hold by me when fear beset
Do not leave my mortal debt
AUTHOR: Publius
Demon struggle from within,
The shield, not sword, shall be t' win.
Turn not thy hand t'ward thy kin,
Fratricide shall be thy sin.
Filial e'er war shall begin,
Lest you free thyself from thy chagrin.
Last bastions of Human pride,
Wash away in chilling tide.
Lost ability t' confide.
When the time comes to pick side,
How will thee choose to decide?
Now arm thyself with the sword!
Around thy neck, place the cord!
Turn now 'n face the rebel horde!
Throw thyself the ground toward!
Hang thyself; a life deplored!
Taendross Shainvrel (@MintyJade)
Sibÿllad Lykke (@Sujitation)
Va'la Tahruil (@ZiggyStarDusted)
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