Songs of Lnorn the Bard

The Death of Jezebel
To the tune of
Last Kiss
by Wayne Cochran
Alternate Lyrics by Lnorn the Bard:

Well, where, oh, where can Jezzy be?
A botched spell took her away from me.
She cast a doozy and combusted real good.
The dragon slayers gone and departed
this world.

We were all inside the a mages mighty tower.
We had to destroy a ring of power.
Jezebel decided to go ahead
I was out cold, I had hit my head.
I couldn’t warn her of imanent plight
She stepped on the platform thinking all was right.
She summoned the power, there was a flash,
and Konora’s laugh we all heard last.

Well, where, oh, where can Jezzy be?
A botched spell took her away from me.
She cast a doozy and combusted real good.
The dragon slayers gone and departed
this world.

Well, when I woke up the ash was settlin’ down.
There were blast marks all around.
Jezebel was nowhere to be found,
The party said shes a pile of ash on the ground.
I gathered her ashes I cried and said,
“You don’t stand in the line of power!”
I looked around, the party was pissed,
she was a mage we all would miss.
Now she’s gone, and the ring is still our plight.
We lost the mage who could destroy the ring that night.

Well, where, oh, where can Jezzy be?
A botched spell took her away from me.
She cast a doozy and combusted real good.
The dragon slayers gone and departed
this world.

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Aoife
To the tune of
Paranoid
By Black Sabbath
Alternate Lyrics by Lnorn the Bard:

Venturing in the world
‘cause my teacher said expand my mind.
People think I’m insane
talking to swords that I find.

All day long I’m killing things
but never seem to get it right.
Friend of the forest
that acts more like a blight.

Can you help me, restore the ents?
Oh yeah
I need someone to teach me
the druidic traditions I can’t find.
A ranger that goes killing trees, I must be
out of my mind.

Butt of jokes and I just sigh
and you all laugh and I just cry.
I just go on shooting things and
hope its not an ent that dies.

And so as you hear these words
telling you now of her fate.
I tell you to hug a tree.
Hurry now before its to late.

Songs of Lnorn the Bard

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