I was born and raised by mafia, shy yet proud,
Learned to stay away from the crowd
In my home, S-FM...
101 setups, round and proud
June 15th, one night in the signups
changes one game into eternity...
All I could see, her eyes,
We got caught in the moment, all of the night
Taken beyond all lines,
In silence leaving 'em all behind
She had found the sails, for the following night
The town, for her, was getting way too small
She promised to be mine
Watermeloann!
Moments, passion, small defeats
Concealed emotions, found in me
"I've made a bad name for myself"
Crossing the archived games,
The first hour of morning light
Warmed by the flame inside,
The lasting memory of the ending night
I never had a chance to stop what lynched me...
What broke my bones and mauled me...
After hours of deep, unwilling sleep... in a cold shelter
Fell back in the dark, and the hours of the day passed...
A nightmare awakes me, blinking light!
There's no guide for the one who is high
Oh blood red moon, eat away the night
Darkness covers my lonely soul,
No one to help the host role...
Good morn', oh dreadful day,
I prayed deathworlds had helped watermeloann for me
For the sails of night,
"Please tell me everything's alright..."
My voice in the room broke the silence,
Everybody killed me with their eyes...
What I was to hear made the people cry,
Impossible for me to keep the tears inside
"All roles in the game are leaked,
deathworld's temper has reached its peak
and is not allowed back"
One thing, I remember, before I fell on the ground...
Although I never saw the face,
A meme was inked in his arm...
Love can be like poetry of demons, or maybe
God loves complex irony?
The family name stated I had seen before...
Written on her front door...
"Silence in the signups!"
A presence in the room, we both could feel
The father of this newborn meme and me
All roles in the game are leaked,
deathworld's temper has reached its peak
and is not allowed back
Back to my setups, run, run, run
Roles are rising up from the signs
Deathworlds come to me, roles are leaked
One reserve takes the game inside, another sees my end
No one can love a man who guarded the meme,
(I have made, a bad name)
A new setup must be made before beginning
Defining innocence is hell, after all that has past...
Building new roles inside, watermeloann's heart...
Although they took her out of the setup
Sometimes I still think
Show me the way (show me the way)
Deathworlds will show me, a new rolecard for me
Too many roles I see
No soul can save thee
The respect lost, the measure of a man...
All roles in the game are leaked,
deathworld's temper has reached its peak
and is not allowed back
Back to my setups, run, run, run
Roles are rising up from the signs
Deathworlds come to me, roles are leaked
Brand new setup seals the fate
Leaves the site to end the hate
Deathworlds come to me, roles are leaked
Back to my setups, run, run, run
Roles are rising up from the signs
Deathworlds come to me, roles are leaked
[SPOKEN:]
I hereby commit this account a meme
to be turned into a hidden setup
looking for the resurrection of the true lord,
when Stealthbomber shall create a smurf
and she asks for a full restore, praise our lord,