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In the spirit of tradition:
Just fear those witches stalking and cruelly mocking you too,
Come on, it's dreadful weather for a twilight together with you.
Outside Kinzo is bawling, and maids are calling, "Ya-su"
Come on, it's dreadful weather, for a twilight together with you.
Grovel up, Grovel up, Grovel up, gulls cry, we're destined to die.
The witch's revival shall soon be nigh.
Grovel up, Grovel up, Grovel up, fate's wrought,
that we will be shot,
We're being misled by the dread of a strange and uncertain plot.
Our heads are smashed and covered, and plenty smothered are we,
We're huddled up together like two stakes of the nether would be.
Let's stuff 'smith in the furnance and maybe earn us some peace,
Perhaps at last we'll quiet that incessant riot, at least.
There's a teaparty with Lia, Gaap, and Ro~nove,
It'll be a gruesome ending to a grue~some day.
We'll be throwing red, blue, and gold around without a single slip,
In the gameroom while we watch the chessboard flip; Flip! Flip! Flip!
There's a sickly feeling like your neck is be~ing wrung,
When they pass around the face pie and the Eva's tongue,
It'll nearly be like that episode, where nobody survives-
These maddening trolls are the trolls we remember all through our lives!
These maddening trolls are the trolls we remember all through our lives!
Just fear those witches stalking and cruelly mocking you too,
Come on, it's dreadful weather for a twilight together with you.
Outside Kinzo is bawling, and maids are calling, "Ya-su"
Come on, it's dreadful weather for a twilight together with you.
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