The 80s it is then!
Here, to the dismay of the crowd, is Hookbill, once again, performing another song to make your ears bleed! Everyone groans as he takes to the microphone...
"Hello, here is a song that is about a man who you may well know. Cast your minds back to the first age, or there about and guess the character!"
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The Song of the Swords
Hawkwind
(Mutilated by Hookbill)
A clash of steel!
A blinding light!
Is this the start of Chaos' fight?
We were born to be free
Not to live in terror under tyranny
(My eyes were blind I could not see
what was this Morgoth’s sorcery?
I heard a murmuring in the night
Black swords hanging cold as ice
Will they lead me to Paradise?)
Take up the sword
And take up me
The Dark lord's answer is to be
Your path is chosen, you have no choice
Come join us now, thus spoke the voice
Paradise, is this my Paradise?
There, Hurin tortured by the blackest fears
Then fell Turin melts in shameless tears
The journey onward; it never ends
When you're alone with so few friends...
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As the song ended there were courses of boo’s and hisses and bottle cast onto the stage and the little man waddled off to hide.
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