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I am a hero - The Chosen, not even a Frozen
Soil can keep me down
I be that Ytcracker, the platinum stacker
Rockin 15K through every town
Catch me in the Forge sellin max gold weapons
If you try to jack me see what happens
Guild [DGs] you can check my tag
Fat pocket ’cause a holdin rune’s on my bag
It all started in a place called Ascalon
Where a race called the Charr invaded us
A brave prince said “hold the wall or we’re dead”
Couldn’t hold it long- to the south we fled
To Fort Ranik, all the people in panic
The Kingdom was fallin like the Titanic
I asked the guy with the catapult “Whatcha need?
I found some parts in the wreckage are you lookin for these?”
Through the ruins to the Academy
To a place where the prince would rather be, you see
His daddy, got a few problems
Problem is that he can’t solve ‘em
So he says “You’re no longer my son.
To the Shiverpeaks bitch, get your ass on the run.”
To Kryta, to Carlotta the spider
The Arch to the Henge using Stefan the Fighter
Meet the White Mantle and beat the White Mantle
Go to the desert and flee from the scandal
Reach for Elona and Rivers of Thirst
Ascend after Dunes by doing your worst
To yourself then fulfilling by Glint’s grand design
‘Cause the prophecy states at Perdition you’ll find
The Vizier is a fake, he’s really the Lich
Beat him, take the scepter, and finish this bitch.
So that chapter closes, arenas I journey
Beatin’ Koreans in every Tomb tourny
Guild versus Guild since I got my own hall
Spikers and Spirits, I’m smitin them all
Try to take favor then offer to Grenth
Farm up some ecto then spend every cent
Salvage some runes, and heal Divine Boon
Level to 20 on all of my toons



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Author: firefox Date: Thursday, October 12th, 2006
Filed in:Guild Wars, MMO, comedy, fun, virtual insanity.
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