Medievia Mudslinger

November 24th, 2002

Crawling in Warrens - By Osma

Once more the bards step up to the stage and gift us with the benefits of their skill. This time we welcome Osma and give him a chance to strut his stuff with an adapted version of 'Crawling' by Linkin Park.

Crawling in Warrens,
These wounds I must not feel.
Fear the mobs we fight,
I really need a heal.

My form has started to move down beneath the surface.
Tracking, laughing.
This lack of confidence I fear is never ending,
Controlling, I canít seem

To charm this mob again,
Itís attacking with its friends.
Without my sense of confidence Iím convinced that thereíre just too many monsters to take.
Iíve felt this way before,
So insecure.

Crawling in Warrens,
These wounds I must not feel.
Fear the mobs we fight,
I really need a heal.

The mobs, I find them piling endlessly upon me,
Distracting, compacting.
I cast phantasm and stand beside my own reflection,
Itís frightening, how I can't seem

To find my form again,
The PKers are closing in,
Without a sense of confidence, and Iím convinced that I just won't make it out alive,
Itís just me against four -
Iím dead for sure.

Crawling in Warrens,
These wounds I must not feel.
Fear the mobs I fight,
I really need a heal.

Crawling in Warrens,
A backstab I now feel,
I wonít last the night,
Losing, losing my eq for real.

I feel my body slowly sink beneath the surface,
Oozing, glad I cannot feel,
This loss of equipment I fear is never ending,
Wearing, theyíve took my stuff for real.

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