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A Song for a Friend too soon Departed


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A courrier is once again dispatched, posting a song to the remembrancers, the tavern door, and the clanhall of the irehearts. Bojakk and Ajax are still at work whilst in their quarantine, churning out songs and doing commissions. This latest song is about a dear friend of Ajax's back when he lived in the old nation of Kaz'Ulrah

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Dreek Ireheart
 

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[Original: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BfRJRogUZSI&ab_channel=Audioandlyrics ]
[Lyrics: Ajax & Bojakk Frostbeard]

 

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

 

there lived a certain dwed, back in dwarves great past
He was big and strong, his beard was beautifully cast
Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
But to Ireheart chicks, he was such a manly dear


He could speak politics like an elgi
Full of prim and proper prose
But he was also the kind of dwedmar
No sane man would oppose

 

Dreek Dreek ireheart
So much promise from the start
There was a dwed who really was bright
Dreek Dreek Ireheart
his wit was sharp as a dart
It was a shame how he fell that night

 

He lived in ulrah lands, and never did complain
But to uruk fools, he would always be their bane
In all affairs of work, he was the dwed to prize
But to beardlings more, he was a hero in their eyes


For Ulrah he was like a mighty cedar
Inspite of their great needs
They beleived he was a great leader
Who could help them with his deeds

 

Dreek Dreek ireheart
So much promise from the start
There was a dwed who really was bright
Dreek Dreek Ireheart
his Wit was sharp as a dart
It was a shame how he fell that night

 

But when the fighting, and scrapping,
And with the ulrah rebellion
became more and more successful
The need to do something
to destroy such a powerful dwed
became louder and louder

 

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

 

"This dwed's got to go" declared his enemies
"With Dreek long gone, Ulrah will fall to its knees"
No doubt this ireheart had diplomatic charms
Even if he were a brute, he had such burly arms


Then one night upon his coronation
Set a trap, they are to blame
from the roof of the feasthall descending
the bald assailants came

 

Dreek Dreek ireheart
So much promise from the start
Stabbed in the back and left to bleed
Dreek Dreek Ireheart
his wit was sharp as a dart
The dwed rushed forth for their king in need

 

Dreek Dreek Ireheart
So much promise from the start
The mercenaries outnumbered the dwed
Dreek Dreek Ireheart
Wit was sharp as a dart
And so he bled out until he was dead

 

oh those Dwarves.

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