a song for the grand poobah himself.
LYRICS:
flesh of stone and belt of bone
we titans tower, crack, and groan
anywhere we take our home
and suck the marrow til it’s dry
head of pack, he gives the word
to beat old man, break bones like birds
i heave, i stand against the herd
they laugh, beat, leave me here to die
old man saves me, raises me til grown
his little light takes me as her own
my heart made flesh where once was stone
we shout our mettle to the sky
little light shines and finds us friends
we fight, and drink, and fight again
i know our glory shall not end
we’ll laugh, rage, battle til we die
when here be dragons all around
the head of pack has taken our town
i spit, i swear to take him down
or fall with honour when i try
best i know he won’t fight fair
we circle, bite, we sniff the air
we beat our breasts, break heavy stare
we laugh, know one of us will die
and when the fight is turning grim
my new pack tears him limb from limb
we heave, we cleave, we bury him
we raise our victory on high
it’s with their light, their strength, their song
my friends, they show me right and wrong
it’s in my family i am strong
it’s in my family i am strong
it’s in my family i am strong
(i am in no way affiliated with critical role. i just think it’s really great.)
