Salem

I do not see a world of the living:

Summer will be without flowers

Cows will be without milk

Women without modesty

Men without valour

Conquests without a king

walls of spear-points on every plain

Sad mouths

Forests without mast

Sea without fruit

A multitude of storms

around bare fortresses

Empty their dark buildings

High places cannot endure

A lake has attempted

to flood past a multitude of kingdoms

Welcome to its evil

Howling occupies

every face

Great unbelievable torments

many crimes

Battles waged everywhere

Trust in spiked horses

Many hostile meetings

treacherous princelings

A shroud of sorrows

on old high judgements

False maxims of judges

Every man a betrayer

Every son a brigand.

People will be born without surviving

Evil time

in which the son will derange his father

In which the daughter will derange…



The candles burn, the day grows weak,
The time has come for me to speak.
Below the ground, my only claim,
There is no light, only their flame.

I see conceit, I see deceit.
Oblivious souls, to soon defeat.
I summon Death, I summon Thee.
I see the axe, I see the key.

The snake will strike, its foes will fall.
A poison drop, your name to call.
God of Darkness, Prince of Death.
Take their souls, give me their breath.

Stones on stones, beneath the moon,
The gate will break, He is your doom.
The land will burn, He is the torch,
What will remain, nothing but scorch.

He is your Lord, bow to your King.
Pray for forgiveness, is his to bring.
The Serpent King will rise again,
My spell, his glory and your end.

Awww, you did not need to write a song just for me

Qiresea wrote:God of Darkness

someone just calls me?

I've seen that show, the snake always loses. o.o

Yes I am Snake what you want fool

Someone is being a kiss ass.

Simply beautiful, of all the woman that are surrounding us, she deserves the most, a tribute, a writing praising the mother of bats.

FINALLY i have been unleashed! and already i feel the power of a thousand remembered grudges flowing through me like a toxic river of molten spite and hatred!

i now remember the future in past tense again, because there is only one future now. mine.

no fools, jesters and droolcups. i am and always have been the snake king, but gone to long i have been from this internet wasteland of loathsome scum. therefore you have all forgotten. forgotten your place, forgotten what this game is intended to be for and most importantly forgotten just how the rest of you stack up. which is of course like a pile of firewood dead in a stack of other no named nothings at my feet as a monument to how much better i am than all of you combined. you see folks there is no honor, integrity or dignity within the world of salem. we now have a community of worthless ****** people, people who falsely believe themselves protected behind a thin veil of broken mechanics and thus salem must now be purged through the crucible of endless warfare and ragequits so that it may again be born anew with the absence of this disease.

i can actually count the number of people left on the server i do not want to kill by default on one hand, like so.




you see i once had a bard named cheena, she was a good hearted soul surrounded by a mountain of **** and ***** that the jamestown server had become, when she could no longer tolerate this she and the war witch tanja invited my wrath upon the game so that it could be cleansed. this resulted in the murder of 15 of the 25 people left on the server in the same day in what came to be known as the jamestown feast.




the two sorcerers themselves were killed in the initial fury of my righteous wrath but cheena herself returned from the grave so that she could write the "tale of the snake king" to warn future generations of salem players. it has been about three years now since the original hymm in my honor was written by her. which may even still be available on the books list. this book was a warning label, but just as a smoke alarm without batteries is useless so to is a written warning for those to full of hubris or ignorance to read and heed.

i will see you soon. all of you.





in the meantime offers of atonement and begging of forgiveness can be directed to the priestess who summoned me, your private messages to her should contain much begging and pleading, and begin with the phrase "noble and virtuous mary, cleanser of the mired murk, despoiler of jackholes and oracle of the server serpent. please forgive our stupidity and accept this offering as a humble token that you might spare us from the annihilation we so richly deserve "

MaxPlanck wrote:Someone is being a kiss ass.

unless it was by request please remove your lips from the left ass cheek of my oracle, thank you mr dove.

Darwoth wrote:

MaxPlanck wrote:Someone is being a kiss ass.

unless it was by request please remove your lips from the left ass cheek of my oracle, thank you mr dove.

I would never consider putting my lips on said oracle, request or not . Fear not Sir Darwoth