Ballads
Songs that are known and sung by bards and adventurers everywhere to keep their oral traditions alive.
The princess’s lullaby
Little if anything is known about the oragins of this song aside from it being beloved by bards as far back as anyone can remember.
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(note from the website creator: the original inspiration and base for the song was a video called lullaby for a hero made by SnowcapMt and LoquaciousLK on YouTube)
Harvest has been cold
And the darkness unkind.
Stars have locked you away.
The blame was my own,
The punishment yours,
The rising sun is silent today.
But into the stillness I’ll bring you a song.
And I will your company keep.
Tell your tired eyes my lullabies,
I’ve carried you softly to sleep.
Once did a princess who shone like the sun look out on her kingdom’s side.
She cried and she said, ‘Surely there is no princess unlucky and so doomed to failure as I.’
So great was her task with weight on her shoulders that long was the shadow she cast.
Which fell dark apon the young hero she loved,
And only grew darker as days and nights past.
Lou lay my champions, good night hero mine, rest now in moonlight's embrace.
Care up my lullaby winds of the earth, through cloud and through sky and through space.
Carry the peace and the coldness of night, and carry my sorrow in kind.
My dear you are loved so much more than you know.
Forgive me for being so blind.
Soon did that princess take notice that others did not give her equal his dew.
And neither had she loved him as he deserved, she watched as the signs of impending doom grew.
But such is the way of the lime light, it sweetly takes hold of the mind of its host,
and that foolish princess did nothing to stop the destruction of those who needed her most.
Lou lay my champions,
Good night hero mine,
Rest now in moonlight’s embrace.
Bear up my lullaby winds of the earth,
Through cloud and through sky and through space.
Carry the peace and the coldness of night, and carry my sorrow in kind.
My dear you are loved so much more than you know.
May troubles be far from your mind.
And forgive me for being so blind.
The years now before us,
Fearful and unknown.
I never imagined I’d face them on my own.
May these fateful winters swiftly pass, I pray.
I love you,
I miss you.
All these miles away.
May all your dreams be sweet tonight.
Safe upon your bed of healing light.
And know not of sadness, pain or care.
And when I dream I’ll fly away and meet you there.
Sleep.
Sleep.
Sleep.
Of men and battle
A song commonly sung by followers of Kord believed to be the story of kord himself or one of his followers.
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(Website creator note: the song was originally made by Chase Noseworthy for the video born to be a killer)
“You were born to be a killer,”
Says the giant in my blood
“The blade is your salvation,
Leavin’ bodies in the mud.”
“There ain’t need for no redemption.
Sheddin’ tears is for the small.
Let the little ones scream and shout
And beg for mercy as they fall.”
What do you do
When they look at you
Paralyzed by the fire in your eyes?
What do I do
When I was born to be a killer?
“You were born to be a killer”
Says the vilest of my kin
“Mercy ain’t our language
We wage war, and fight to win”
“It’s the duty of a Herdsman
To kill or die in shame
Never choose to spare one
We could use to feed our flames”
(Repeat Chorus)
(What do you do
When they look at you
Paralyzed by the fire in your eyes?
What do I do
When I was born to be a killer?)
Hard man with a heart that’s harder
A herdsman don’t need no honor
A man’s only as good as his armor
Don’t drop your sword
In battle we find our freedom
No emotions, we don’t need ‘em
The weak live to meet our steel
And feed our rage
I was born to be a killer
So a killer I shall be
I will stand between the lion
And the fawn that it would eat
I’m reborn as a protector
Of the little and the weak
In my love my strength is tempered
On the wicked my blade will feed
The Hangman's Lament
So named for the common belief that the song is about the raven queens servant the hangman.
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(Website creator note: the song was originally made by Chase Noseworthy for the video Far from me)
Her soul and mine
They're one in the same
Split one in twain and we both feel the pain
The sins of one father run red in our veins
Through darkness and hunger, she remained
But her heart no more beats in tandem with mine
And I’m waiting for the wink, and the witty one-liner
For her to say she got me and hit me with a smile
But the hole in my chest says I'll be waiting for a while
I'll be your boatman, your reapеr
I’ll be yours, but you can't keep her
Lay me down on a bеd of raven's feathers
Dear sister, swear to me
You'll stay close, never out of reach
(Oh-oh-oh)
Do not go far from me
Until I'm gone
Mantle of death
Black-feathered crown
Lift up this body asleep on the ground
A soul for a soul, let mine be laid down
In this tomb I wish had never been found
You want (You want) a champion (A champion)
I want her back
So I'll be your boatman, your reaper
I'll be yours but you can't keep her
Lay me down on a bed of raven’s feathers
Dear sisters, swear to me
You’ll stay close, never out of reach
(Oh-oh-oh)
Do not go far from me
Until I'm gone
There’s no price too steep to pay
To bring you back to life
Losing you is more than I could bear
So swear
Dear sister, swear to me
You'll stay close, never out of reach
Do not go far from me
Until I'm gone