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"Heyrið mik"
"Vér komum af hafi"
"Enginn konungr er eilífr"
"Í dag fellr kórónan"
"Ek em kominn"
"Konungr skal falla"
"Blóð fyrir blóð"
"Borgin skal lúta"
Could be logic but you mistake it for life
Mistaken in the way that you looked along the shoreline
Looking for something warlike
Shit, is it wartime?
Should I bang on this war drum four times?
Either drop to the sand on the floor or use your hand and draw your sword before I start performing war crimes
Oh shit, you made the wrong choice
You sure you want a post mortem performed in the morning from your poor christ?
What we gonna say to your poor wife?
That you gave the king two minutes more to live in exchange for your own life?
Bro, drop the sword.... i dont wanna have to kill you
No?
Shit, but I will do
...
Man, my dude should have listened to me
Fucking fool made me spread his blood on the beach
Guys, inland,
Shit, and somebody get this pricks skin off my sleeve
“Enemy!, Enemy!”
Fuck, there goes subtlety
Yeah, bro, your right, its me Pi
Tell whoever owns this town he should probably come out and meet me before we fight
A gentleman gesture, if you like
Oh, is that a no?
Fine
Shut the gates
That’s sweet
Like
Tell your king he has three hours to meet us
And on the third if we haven't heard word from your lord
We wont be knocking on the door
We'll be coming through these walls
And you can all scream “protect the king”
But
Let me tell you something for free lads,
Your kings gonna need more than protecting when we reach him
Bro, you can bring out your barricades but my dude we'll breach them
Could be logic but you mistake it for life
Mistaken in the way that you looked along the shoreline
Looking for something warlike
Shit, is it wartime?
Should I bang on this war drum four times?
...
For fuck sake, I know your arse ain't the king...
What'dya mean you rode all this way just to tell me he’s scared?
Nah, I dont give a shit about terms,
I can smell shit a coward’s prepared
I told the cunt three hours, not send some random man asking to be spared
"But"
Shut the fuck up, why the fuck am I talking to you while he’s hiding in there?
His seal? Lovely
his word? Keep it
If he had something worth saying, he’d have found the nerve to speak it
Tell him Pi was offended he sent a prick to repeat it
I asked for the man with the crown, not the dick underneath it
Actually, get off the horse first
You’re taking something back so he knows how much his choice worked
Dont tense up, mate, you’ll only make the point worse
You came on horseback, now walk the horse back cos I know that shit hurts
tell your king he’s got one hour to decide what the crowns worth
Then explain again theres a campaign of men
Doubling is size by every minute that he waits
Its insane he entertains his claim to the reins
Tell him to come and maintain hes got what it takes
Or can the cunt not come out and show his face
For the sake of saving this place
See this place will be in a real fucking state if he waits
And if Im not mistaken, your grace has likely heard the fate
Of anyone who walked in our way
Bro, tell that bitch its Ivor the boneless brought back from the grave at his gates
Could be logic but you mistake it for life
Mistaken in the way that you looked along the shoreline
Looking for something warlike
Shit, is it wartime?
Should I bang on this war drum four times?
On your way...
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