Imperial Fighting song

[Taketheshot 3834]

Taken from a Gold Corps soldiers diary found on the streets of Felsen

-22nd of The First Seed, 1563

 

 

 

There's forty Minas on the drum,

To those who volunteer to come,

To 'list and fight the foe today

Over the Hills and far away.

 

O'er the hills and o'er the main

Through Urguan, Seahelm an' Dogger Bay

Emperor John commands and we obey

Over the hills and far away

 

When duty calls me I must go

To stand and face another foe

But part of me will always stray

Over the hills and far away

 

O'er the hills and o'er the main

Through Urguan, Seahelm an' Dogger Bay

Emperor John commands and we obey

Over the hills and far away

 

(interlude)

 

If I should fall to rise no more

As many comrades did before

Then ask the pipes and drums to play

Over the hills and far away

 

O'er the hills and o'er the main

Through Urguan, Seahelm an' Dogger Bay

Emperor John commands and we obey

Over the hills and far away

 

Then fall in lads behind the drum

With tabards blazing like the sun

Along the road to come what may

Over the hills and far away

 

O'er the hills and o'er the main

Through Urguan, Seahelm an' Dogger Bay

Emperor John commands and we obey

Over the hills and far away

 

O'er the hills and o'er the main

Through Urguan, Seahelm an' Dogger Bay

Emperor John commands and we obey

Over the hills and far away

 

O'er the hills and o'er the main

Through Urguan, Seahelm an' Dogger Bay

Emperor John commands and we obey

Over the hills and far away

 

O'er the hills and o'er the main

Through Urguan, Seahelm an' Dogger Bay

Emperor John commands and we obey

Over the hills and far away

 

~*~

~*~

His Imperial Majesty John II leading the Nauzica bridgade onto the walls at the siege of Seahelm

-1559

[Sky 0]

"Songs should be short, catchy and easily remembered, this... Is none of those." sighs out Toren.

[Vege 4804]

Tribal Clive hears of the song and begins singing himself.

 

 

Emperor John likes to con,

He is great saith no one,

He betrayed his people and loyalists 

He is riddled with warts and cysts. 

 

The Horen line isn't great

Not the rightful leaders of our decrepit state

Oren is dead, purge it with hate

Emperor John Horen ain't your mate.

 

[Greener 687]

A random Dwarf starts chanting a random song

 

 

[Reno 239]

1 hour ago, Vege said:

Tribal Clive hears of the song and begins singing himself.

 

 

Emperor John likes to con,

He is great saith one,

He betrayed his people and loyalists 

He is riddled with warts and cysts. 

 

The Horen line isn't great

Not the rightful leaders of our decrepit state

Oren is dead, purge it with hate

Emperor John Horen ain't your mate.

 

Tribal Mel sheds a tear as he sharpens his spear, listing to this breath taking original from his brother

[Rudi 1747]

A smelly farmer waves dismissevly

"Ain't nobody got time for dat..!"