luminitt
1/22/26 12:52
Crocodile Moat!!!!!!
(nothing changed as of 2026-2-6, just title changes to differentiate from the Siege Ubsessed Version)
(LYRICS)
Guided by the siege's grace
Sent you to heavens gates
When the flail knocks your skull
See the fear of god on your face
Soldiers dropping like flies
Disease and famine
Be it black plague or leprosy
Eternal damnation
Wholes battalions are sick
Frail and flailing from the pain
When the flail knocks your skull
Blunt force exposes brain
Your whole cavalry is dead
When were hungry we eat horse
Push my claymore through your torso with endlеss force
Bloodshed on the battlе field the arrows blot the sky
Wailing mothers mourn their sons as countless others die
Rusted mail is bound to fail take an arrow in the eye
The bascinet will nail your neck and end your life tonight
The stench of burning flesh terrorized and filled with dread
I will wheel my cart through the battle field "bring out your dead"
I recite the word of god as I pick up severed heads
The brook that runs west of the village was once clear now it runs red
I survey the land all I see is death
Pestilence and sorrow expressed with every breath
I shed a single tear for those who died in vain
Who left their families alone in suffering and pain
Now all that's left are the barren fields of waste
Unfertile soil and mud as thick as paste
This endless war will leave the earth scarred
No crops will grow my family will starve
(nothing changed as of 2026-2-6, just title changes to differentiate from the Siege Ubsessed Version)
(LYRICS)
Guided by the siege's grace
Sent you to heavens gates
When the flail knocks your skull
See the fear of god on your face
Soldiers dropping like flies
Disease and famine
Be it black plague or leprosy
Eternal damnation
Wholes battalions are sick
Frail and flailing from the pain
When the flail knocks your skull
Blunt force exposes brain
Your whole cavalry is dead
When were hungry we eat horse
Push my claymore through your torso with endlеss force
Bloodshed on the battlе field the arrows blot the sky
Wailing mothers mourn their sons as countless others die
Rusted mail is bound to fail take an arrow in the eye
The bascinet will nail your neck and end your life tonight
The stench of burning flesh terrorized and filled with dread
I will wheel my cart through the battle field "bring out your dead"
I recite the word of god as I pick up severed heads
The brook that runs west of the village was once clear now it runs red
I survey the land all I see is death
Pestilence and sorrow expressed with every breath
I shed a single tear for those who died in vain
Who left their families alone in suffering and pain
Now all that's left are the barren fields of waste
Unfertile soil and mud as thick as paste
This endless war will leave the earth scarred
No crops will grow my family will starve
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