They sit at the table, mischief in their eyes,
Waking up each day just to shatter my ties.
Chaos their anthem, destruction their creed,
Every plan I've crafted, a victim to their speed.
I crafted the story, a tale to unfold,
A mini-boss lurking, a legend retold.
Mara, stone-faced, emotions repressed,
Koh the Face Stealer, a menacing guest.
But then came the portal, an ominous glow,
Koh's chilling monologue starting to flow.
Elleria grinned, her timing was sly,
She slammed the portal, and Koh split-he died.
Oh, the worlds I build, the tales I weave,
Gone in a second, you wouldn't believe.
Years of planning, undone in a flash,
The chaos they bring just leaves me aghast.
The goddess was struck, her fate sealed in pain,
The blow meant to shatter the magical plane.
But one player stood, defying my plans,
With fire in his eyes and resolve in his hands.
Then came the twist, a player's bold call,
"I'll take all the damage, I'll carry it all!"
The table went silent, disbelief in the air,
As they defied the tragedy I'd carefully prepared.
Suddenly three of them charged, their voices a roar,
Strapped with the bombs they'd been crafting for war.
With a synchronized shout, they lit up the fray,
"Have a magical day, motherf***er!" they say.
The bombs ignited, the battlefield roared,
Lucifer faltered, his strength no more.
A devil undone by their reckless spree,
His reign was ended, his fall set them free.
Oh, the worlds I build, the tales I weave,
Gone in a second, you wouldn't believe.
Years of planning, undone in a flash,
The chaos they bring just leaves me aghast.
Hundreds of maps, hours of lore,
Every detail, they just ignore.
Carefully crafted villains and schemes,
Shattered in seconds by reckless dreams.
Deus ex machina, the goddess still died,
My narrative thread barely survived.
They laughed in triumph, my work destroyed,
But their chaos brings a twisted joy.
Oh, the worlds I build, the tales I weave,
Gone in a second, you wouldn't believe.
Years of planning, undone in a flash,
The chaos they bring just leaves me aghast.
I'll weave a new world, with traps set to spring,
Every twist and turn, a diabolical sting.
But no matter the depth of my cunning design,
They'll tear it apart, one chaotic line.
"Mara stayed calm, Koh split in two, Lucifer's nuked to kingdom come... and the goddess of magic? Well, I had to kill her myself. They'll thank me later... maybe."
Tales from the Table - The DM's Lament Lyrics
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They sit at the table, mischief in their eyes,
Waking up each day just to shatter my ties.
Chaos their anthem, destruction their creed,
Every plan I've crafted, a victim to their speed.
I crafted the story, a tale to unfold,
A mini-boss lurking, a legend retold.
Mara, stone-faced, emotions repressed,
Koh the Face Stealer, a menacing guest.
But then came the portal, an ominous glow,
Koh's chilling monologue starting to flow.
Elleria grinned, her timing was sly,
She slammed the portal, and Koh split-he died.
Oh, the worlds I build, the tales I weave,
Gone in a second, you wouldn't believe.
Years of planning, undone in a flash,
The chaos they bring just leaves me aghast.
The goddess was struck, her fate sealed in pain,
The blow meant to shatter the magical plane.
But one player stood, defying my plans,
With fire in his eyes and resolve in his hands.
Then came the twist, a player's bold call,
"I'll take all the damage, I'll carry it all!"
The table went silent, disbelief in the air,
As they defied the tragedy I'd carefully prepared.
Suddenly three of them charged, their voices a roar,
Strapped with the bombs they'd been crafting for war.
With a synchronized shout, they lit up the fray,
"Have a magical day, motherf***er!" they say.
The bombs ignited, the battlefield roared,
Lucifer faltered, his strength no more.
A devil undone by their reckless spree,
His reign was ended, his fall set them free.
Oh, the worlds I build, the tales I weave,
Gone in a second, you wouldn't believe.
Years of planning, undone in a flash,
The chaos they bring just leaves me aghast.
Hundreds of maps, hours of lore,
Every detail, they just ignore.
Carefully crafted villains and schemes,
Shattered in seconds by reckless dreams.
Deus ex machina, the goddess still died,
My narrative thread barely survived.
They laughed in triumph, my work destroyed,
But their chaos brings a twisted joy.
Oh, the worlds I build, the tales I weave,
Gone in a second, you wouldn't believe.
Years of planning, undone in a flash,
The chaos they bring just leaves me aghast.
I'll weave a new world, with traps set to spring,
Every twist and turn, a diabolical sting.
But no matter the depth of my cunning design,
They'll tear it apart, one chaotic line.
"Mara stayed calm, Koh split in two, Lucifer's nuked to kingdom come... and the goddess of magic? Well, I had to kill her myself. They'll thank me later... maybe."
Waking up each day just to shatter my ties.
Chaos their anthem, destruction their creed,
Every plan I've crafted, a victim to their speed.
I crafted the story, a tale to unfold,
A mini-boss lurking, a legend retold.
Mara, stone-faced, emotions repressed,
Koh the Face Stealer, a menacing guest.
But then came the portal, an ominous glow,
Koh's chilling monologue starting to flow.
Elleria grinned, her timing was sly,
She slammed the portal, and Koh split-he died.
Oh, the worlds I build, the tales I weave,
Gone in a second, you wouldn't believe.
Years of planning, undone in a flash,
The chaos they bring just leaves me aghast.
The goddess was struck, her fate sealed in pain,
The blow meant to shatter the magical plane.
But one player stood, defying my plans,
With fire in his eyes and resolve in his hands.
Then came the twist, a player's bold call,
"I'll take all the damage, I'll carry it all!"
The table went silent, disbelief in the air,
As they defied the tragedy I'd carefully prepared.
Suddenly three of them charged, their voices a roar,
Strapped with the bombs they'd been crafting for war.
With a synchronized shout, they lit up the fray,
"Have a magical day, motherf***er!" they say.
The bombs ignited, the battlefield roared,
Lucifer faltered, his strength no more.
A devil undone by their reckless spree,
His reign was ended, his fall set them free.
Oh, the worlds I build, the tales I weave,
Gone in a second, you wouldn't believe.
Years of planning, undone in a flash,
The chaos they bring just leaves me aghast.
Hundreds of maps, hours of lore,
Every detail, they just ignore.
Carefully crafted villains and schemes,
Shattered in seconds by reckless dreams.
Deus ex machina, the goddess still died,
My narrative thread barely survived.
They laughed in triumph, my work destroyed,
But their chaos brings a twisted joy.
Oh, the worlds I build, the tales I weave,
Gone in a second, you wouldn't believe.
Years of planning, undone in a flash,
The chaos they bring just leaves me aghast.
I'll weave a new world, with traps set to spring,
Every twist and turn, a diabolical sting.
But no matter the depth of my cunning design,
They'll tear it apart, one chaotic line.
"Mara stayed calm, Koh split in two, Lucifer's nuked to kingdom come... and the goddess of magic? Well, I had to kill her myself. They'll thank me later... maybe."
Writer: Paul Ybarra, Chat GPT
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid