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Slimy_Froggy
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I am very proud of what it became in the end. Here you have it, as per Cymic_ 's request: The song of Halbed!
In the video: Samiwashere Kamaoe Rang3r0wns94 and ShaolinPunk
Lyrics:
Halbed, this ain’t the last time.
Wherever I may go, you’re on my mind.
Halbed, like the last time,
is waiting in the cold, both day and night.
Like any Sangrian I am born in the coldest north,
Or I am from the warmest southern lands.
A life at sea, left its scars on me.
I want riches, glory, power and wealth, and I’m genrally carefree
Halbed, this ain’t the last time.
Wherever I may go, you’re on my mind.
Halbed, like the last time,
is waiting in the cold, both day and night.
The king of Sangria is sitting right here,
Like he is one of us, he drinks another beer.
His luck never runs out, his skin is tanned like gold
He often does whatever he wants, an alcoholic I am told.
There is a reason there are walls around this town
there are monsters that we are trying to forget
So we’re in this pub, we drink another round.
Cause the vodka here is not as strong… as the people of this town
Halbed, this ain’t the last time.
Wherever I may go, you’re on my mind.
Halbed, like the last time,
is waiting in the cold, both day and night.
There are brothels in this town to have your fun.
It’s all legal so you can be sure the guards won’t come.
The cold north, the snow will crunch under your feet.
But you’ll forget all of that... when she’s hot under your sheets
Halbed, this ain’t the last time.
Wherever I may go, you’re on my mind.
Halbed, like the last time,
is waiting in the cold, both day and night.
The king of Sangria is sitting right here,
Like he is one of us, he drinks another beer.
His luck never runs out, his skin is tanned like gold
He often does whatever he wants, an alcoholic I am told.
In the video: Samiwashere Kamaoe Rang3r0wns94 and ShaolinPunk
Lyrics:
Halbed, this ain’t the last time.
Wherever I may go, you’re on my mind.
Halbed, like the last time,
is waiting in the cold, both day and night.
Like any Sangrian I am born in the coldest north,
Or I am from the warmest southern lands.
A life at sea, left its scars on me.
I want riches, glory, power and wealth, and I’m genrally carefree
Halbed, this ain’t the last time.
Wherever I may go, you’re on my mind.
Halbed, like the last time,
is waiting in the cold, both day and night.
The king of Sangria is sitting right here,
Like he is one of us, he drinks another beer.
His luck never runs out, his skin is tanned like gold
He often does whatever he wants, an alcoholic I am told.
There is a reason there are walls around this town
there are monsters that we are trying to forget
So we’re in this pub, we drink another round.
Cause the vodka here is not as strong… as the people of this town
Halbed, this ain’t the last time.
Wherever I may go, you’re on my mind.
Halbed, like the last time,
is waiting in the cold, both day and night.
There are brothels in this town to have your fun.
It’s all legal so you can be sure the guards won’t come.
The cold north, the snow will crunch under your feet.
But you’ll forget all of that... when she’s hot under your sheets
Halbed, this ain’t the last time.
Wherever I may go, you’re on my mind.
Halbed, like the last time,
is waiting in the cold, both day and night.
The king of Sangria is sitting right here,
Like he is one of us, he drinks another beer.
His luck never runs out, his skin is tanned like gold
He often does whatever he wants, an alcoholic I am told.