A short short time ago,
I can still remember how Captain Abnart once made me smile.
And if he said who to meet was true,
Then I'd soon finish my AQ,
And I'd live in riches for a while.
But his last breath made me shiver,
Death from an evil cleric's tremor.
Bad news for my AQ,
Maybe I should just loot his EQ?
I can't remember if I cried,
When our form was ambushed from the side.
But something touched me deep inside,
The day our hero died.
{CHORUS}
So bye-bye, mister hero guy,
Killed my fears with his spears when my mana ran dry.
And his spell casting made the bunyips cry,
Singin' this'll be the day that I die,
This'll be the day that I die.
Did you write the book on how to cast a spell?
And why do I keep spinning to the gates of hell?
And why is this dragon, flying really slow?
Do you believe in using potions and maybe a scroll,
During CPK when I'm on a roll?
And do ya mind if I use an elven bow?
Well I know that you want to pk me,
I saw you on a weapon shopping spree.
You gave me the blindness blues,
I was sure that I would lose.
Well I was thief with an emerald ring,
And a crystal sword that could almost sing,
But to run this zone was only a dream,
The day our hero died.
I started singin'
{CHORUS}
So bye-bye, mister hero guy,
Killed my fears with his spears when my mana ran dry.
And his spell casting made the bunyips cry,
Singin', this'll be the day that I die,
This'll be the day that I die.
Well, for ten ticks, I've been on my own,
And the form died, so I'm all alone,
But that's not the way it used to be.
When we all went to a neutral killing zone for an xp run,
We soon lost all our fun,
When we were nearly dead and couldn't flee.
Oh, and while our hp was really down,
Someone made off with the Proximation Crown.
Our clan form was adjourned,
But from there nobody returned.
And as I switched my shoes for boots of elven stealth,
I need hitroll more than health,
And I was out of my gold wealth,
The day our hero died.
We started singin'
{CHORUS}
So bye-bye, mister hero guy,
Killed my fears with his spears when my mana ran dry.
And his spell casting made the bunyips cry,
Singin', this'll be the day that I die,
This'll be the day that I die.
Tried to hide, I nearly died,
As our last hope flew off on a dragon ride.
Eight miles high and flyin' fast,
And as the dragon touched down on the grass,
My a cleric chanted a refresh in mass,
But his mana was too low for the cast.
Oh, all the mobs met their dooms,
When we used wands carved with ancient runes.
It was a risky chance, whoa!
We should tested them in advance.
And as I threw spears at Kianie's fireshield,
From the loss of blood in shock I reeled,
It looks like my fate was sealed,
The day our hero died.
We were singin'
{CHORUS}
So bye-bye, mister hero guy,
Killed my fears with his spears when my mana ran dry.
And his spell casting made the bunyips cry,
Singin', this'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die.
In there we all died in one place.
Not single point for our towngame race,
And not much time to start again.
So heroes xp us, and cleric be quick,
Cleric be here within a tick,
'Cause death is the altar's only friend.
Oh, and as my flaming shortsword stole the stage,
In the end I died to a higher level mage.
No cleric could even tell,
How to break this blindness spell.
And as the dragons flew high into the night,
As I watched my people get xp off the mob's sacrifical right,
I saw another form laughing in delight,
The day our hero died.
They started singin'
{CHORUS}
So bye-bye, mister hero guy,
Killed my fears with his spears when my mana ran dry.
And his spell casting made the bunyips cry,
Singin', this'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die.
I met a girl who played med,
And I asked her if we could mudwed,
But she said no and flew away.
I went down to the local pub,
Where I heard there was a hero who'd form up,
But the thief there said the hero didn't play.
And from the spells the guards screamed.
I tried to wake, but I only dreamed.
The day was double xp,
But I had to regain vitality.
And the three mobs I like least,
Rocky, Famar, and the Xezadha priest.
We made all three rest in peace,
The day the hero died.
I started singin'
{CHORUS}
So bye-bye, mister hero guy,
Killed my fears with his spears when my mana ran dry.
And his spell casting made the bunyips cry,
Singin', this'll be the day that I die.
This'll be the day that I die.
They were singin'
Bye-bye, mister hero guy,
Killed my fears with his spears when my mana ran dry,
And his spell casting made the bunyips cry, singin
This'll be the day that I die,
This'll be the day that I die.
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