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<h2>References</h2> |
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Latest revision as of 18:46, 2 July 2020
- The names of these works are speculative and have not been officially recognized.
This is a list of songs and poems found throughout Kill Six Billion Demons.
The King on the Throne
- The king on the throne, alone one day,
- Took all the words in his mouth and threw them away,
- First came the servants, the first of the seen,
- Who built him a house, and kept his hearth clean
- Next came the tall men of stone and cold fire,
- To seek out all sinners and add to the pyre.
- Then came the beloved, the storied and told,
- The first to lay claim to the cosmos of old.
- Last came the white men of bones, teeth, and eyes,
- Who swallow all truths and spit out only lies.[1]
The Orders Four
- What makes a knight?
- A shining blade or bloody battered steel?
- Let us name the Orders Four and the truth within reveal.
- The Geas Knight unknown by name, the seeker proud and true,
- His endless quest hath rent the stars yet known is he by few,
- The Peregrine, whose bell always rings the crack of breaking day,
- Its nameless peal will drive the ceaseless evil from the ways,
- The Bloody Knight, belligerent, her edge tastes skulls and lives,
- The viscera of common men and royalty besides,
- The Mendicant, the beggar knight, roughly clad and shod,
- He lives as though he were a beast, but fights he as a God.[2]
Bard's rhyme
- Our lady's quite a portly one,
- But rarely does she eat.
- She cracks apart the bones of God,
- And sucks off all the meat.[3]
Bring me a Bottle
- Bring me a bottle or two, me lad,
- Bring me a bottle or four,
- For the company fine o’ women and wine-
- -Is what I'm looking for.
- Bring me my big ole' knife me lad,
- Bring me my rusty ole' gun,
- For the wine and women ain't comin' for free-
- And there's plenty of work to be done.[4]
- There's plenty of folks here-abouts, me lad,
- Whose bellies and purses are fat,
- They drive company cars, smoke expensive cigars,
- And have men to take care of their hat
- They don't give a care for us poor hatless fools,
- Though out in the gutter we sit-
- But the thing 'bout full bellies and purses, me lad,
- Is both are easy to slit[5]
- Bring me a bottle or two, me lad,
- Bring me a bottle or four...[6]
- -Shake the dust off my cloak,
- Bring me my best smokes,
- An' leave all your regrets at the door.
- So make sure your ole' knife is sharp, me lad,
- An' make sure your powder is dry,
- For the world is awash with fools, blood, and gold,
- And all men are just waitin' to die.[7]
References
- ↑ Abbadon (January 14, 2014). KSBD 3:36. Chapter 3. Page 36.
- ↑ Abbadon (March 25, 2014). KSBD 3:44. Chapter 3. Page 44.
- ↑ Abbadon (December 10, 2014). KSBD 4:71. Chapter 4. Page 71.
- ↑ Seeker of Thrones 6-56
- ↑ Seeker of Thrones 6-57
- ↑ Seeker of Thrones 6-58
- ↑ Seeker of Thrones 6-59