More Ramblings of a Soon Dead Bard

Boost that dagger
Glow with blueness
Brilliant glowing
One more time and
Don't explode it, please... now...
See how it glows
With magic, you know,
See how it glows...
It's humming.

Standing near the altar
Deadly as a lich lord's gaze
Glowing humming anger
Want to cast a fireball
Pretty elf transmuter
Caught you with your hot pants down.
I am the Hellhound
I am the Hellhound
I am the Spectre.

Chilling touch
The eyes glow redly
Surging power
Intent deadly
Watch behind your back now...
See how she flees
Convulsing with pain
See how she flees
Still living.

Summon little bunnies
Suffer them with plagues and more
Blind them, weaken, sap them,
Hit them with a sickness,
Acid blast them and they're gone.
I am the Hellhound
I am the Hellhound
I am the Spectre.

Two on one they
Kill the singer:
Silent watcher
Of an Orb retrieval.
Hear how she cries
Of innocence... yes...
Hear how she cries...
You've killed her.

Standing by a golem
And a zombie of myself
Arkham city streets
Are always very dangerous
Ragers roam the roadways
And attack in twos and threes.
I am the Hellhound
I am the Hellhound
I am the Spectre.

Conversations
With Immortals
Pressing business
Separates them
You knew it would happen.
You accepted the life
You married the man
You accepted the life...
Now live with it.

Memories of records
Broken on a winter's night
Humming, glowing, moaning
Conception of a songster.
Arbiter two -- Master eight.
I am the Hellhound
I am the Hellhound
I am the Spectre.


-- Esarvee, the Undead Master Poet

[Historic Note: Many people wanted to know what this song meant because it was shrouded in image. Had Esarvee meant to name names, she would have (other songs have been full of names). Those who were sung about here, however, recognized themselves, and some accepted that they were 'publickly chastised' for their behavior. Others noticed they were mentioned and proud of the mention.]


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