No longer freelance Journeyed to the Well with uneasy alliance Hands gave involuntary tremble As we stared in awe at Tiamat's temple, Oh-Oh Approaching Cultists They're standing by a drake in their white robes Cunts on the move, dashing their hopes Looking back, Beshaba had blessed us
First blood at tunnel entrance Stacked Dragonclaws atop their hounds Into tunnels Then finding ourselves in Rath Modar's room Wow, it got dark Gunx yelled, "they're circling around" Then the shit went down
Hey, thank you for being so compact Shattered and necrotic You'll not be leaving the Well of Dragons, babe No you're never, ever gonna Wait, some cultists slayed, but Tolarin paid Still he'll be leaving the Well of Dragons, babes And you'll never ever get to
Found a survivor The child of a family murdered Escorted to some relative safety While the cunts went after the Dragons
So we headed to the temple Arcane ritual as we arrived Sorcerer chanting "I'd sell my soul to have a lick at Tiamat's scrote, it's so fine" But that's not what Thayans get Cunts leave them for dead
Hey, sorcerer the first to be flayed Cunts rising through the breach But we weren't set for the fight of our lifetimes, nay Mayhaps we were never ever gonna Wait, the more they chant, the sooner we're flayed Rath Modar floating in the mask While portal grows just out of our reach, babes Through it Tiamat will wander
We thinned the rank of mages As the rest went dark Left shattering at temple walls Brick slowly had a spark Staring down at his luck sword as Gunx moved to Northern doors Nearly ripped them off their hinges And shut them twice as quick Helpless we Cunts stood 'neath it all Temple walls hastily constructed Saw Brick raise up his sword in prayer Which quickly set the earth to shaking Temples coming down now, Tiamat Couldn't cross now if they tried So I sing
"Thank you for the lovely campaign" Cunts married to the chaos As we all fled back toward the tunnels, yea Though we couldn't see each other Lands rescued from the terror and threat (terror and threat) Cultists stopped forever, but would we all leave the Well of the Dragons, babes? Wouldn't want it any other way
Thank you for the lovely campaign Wouldn't want it any other way Thank you for the lovely campaign
Hey Gunxy Thank you for the lovely campaign Now I sing your story of heroism and glory Thank you for the lovely campaign
Spoken: Thank you to those we met and lost along the way. Thank you for listening. We're glad to be back home. Goodnight Sword Coast. Goodnight Gunx.
