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Make them, pay for all that they've done
Then we can have some fun
Kill all the dwarves.
Send in, a crapload of Deathknights
Turn Dwarven beards to kites
Burn Ironforge
But first you need, to, kill all the gno-omes!
And then you need, to, kill off the priests
Send in some hun-,-ters, with pally backup
The maddash for Magni Bronzebeard's throoooone!
Take! No! Pris! Ners!
Burn them, freeze them, do whatever must be done, then we can have all thier rum, Oh ho ho ho ho, HEY!
Magni, Bronzebeard, such a pain in Hordie ears, show him that we have no fears, Ah ha ha ha ha, HEY!
Kill the, pallies, make sure that they don't escape, then we bake some Dwarfheart cake, Oh ho ho ho ho, HEY!
Now that, They're dead, we own all the Dwarven land, Dun Morogh and Loch Modan, Ah ha ha ha
Let's go, hurry and raid the place.
I have Dwarven blood taste
It tastes so good.
Pallies, Priests Rogues and other Dwarves
Versus a raid from Horde
We cannot lose
So we head out, and, camp all the graveyards
Then we head out, to, raid Ironforge
There is no more, play-,-ers left to save them
So the win is right there in our haaaaands!
Kill! All! The! Dwarves!
Burn them, freeze them, do whatever must be done, then we can have all thier rum, Oh ho ho ho ho, HEY!
Magni, Bronzebeard, such a pain in Hordie ears, show him that we have no fears, Ah ha ha ha ha, HEY!
Kill the, pallies, make sure that they don't escape, then we bake some Dwarfheart cake, Oh ho ho ho ho, HEY!
Now that, They're dead, we own all the Dwarven land, Dun Morogh and Loch Modan, Ah ha ha ha
Dwarves! Gnomes! Dwarves! Gnomes!
Dwarves, Gnomes, Dwarves, Gnomes, either race's head will do, they'll go on my front fence too, Oh ho ho ho ho, HEY!
But now, it's time, for the end of this great song, in-sulting the Dwarves is wrong, Ah ha ha ha ha
And now the end, end, end of the so-ong
But before I, I, I have to go
How 'bout one end, ing, of the song chorus?
Here's to you, Orchna, hey Orchna, hoooooooo!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Burn them, freeze them, do whatever must be done, then we can have all thier rum, Oh ho ho ho ho, HEY!
Magni, Bronzebeard, such a pain in Hordie ears, show him that we have no fears, Ah ha ha ha ha, HEY!
Kill the, pallies, make sure that they don't escape, then we bake some Dwarfheart cake, Oh ho ho ho ho, HEY!
Now that, They're dead, we own all the Dwarven land, Dun Morogh and Loch Modan, Ah ha ha ha, HEY!!!
- by Final Dragon Empire |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/17/2009 |
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- Title: ANTI-DWARF song
- Artist: Final Dragon Empire
- Description: Insulting the Dwarves is wrong, but I don't really care, as is obvious in this song, sung to the tune of Moskau by Dschingis Khan
- Date: 07/17/2009
- Tags: antidwarf song
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Comments (4 Comments)
- Hanuman Visits Lanka - 07/28/2009
- ohh it's a song ...weird poem lol i like it though..damn dwarves
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- Final Dragon Empire - 07/19/2009
- WHAT!? If you're gonna give a bad rating, at least tell me why.
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- UnendingEmpire - 07/17/2009
- cruel and heartless, but good job nonetheless, if I didn't play a dwarf, I might like this
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- Final Dragon Empire - 07/17/2009
- Hate commenting on my own song, but I like this I may write more.
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