Watch out on the battlefield this evening.. you never know when or where your Supply Caravans will drop again
But to sum up an old song (from Herman’s hermits) with a fitting new text, I’ve re-written a little for you;
The song is called;
No Mats Today by the “We dont CAREman’s Hermits”
No mats today, our doliak has gone away
The Guard stands for lorn, a symbol of the CARE
No mats today, it seems a common sight
But defenders passing by don’t know the reason why. (It was alive a second ago, what happened?)
How could they know just what the message means? (Failed to protect the
Dolyaks? Why that?)
The end of our hopes, the end of our dreams
How could they know the camp there had been
Behind the guards, where the dolies reigned as queen
No mats today, it wasn’t always so
The thieves were happy, they’s turn mats into air.
But all that’s left is a place dark and lonely
A Terraced Tower in a mean street back of garrison
Becomes a shrine when I think of dolies only
Just two up two down (how could CARE take them out again?)
No mats today, it wasn’t always so
The thieves were happy, they’s turn mats into air.
As the music bot played the harder did we def
We felt it both at once, the end of CARE raid.
How could they know just what the message means? (WHAT??? Not again!!!
Will someone finally take them out?)
The end of our hopes, the end of our dreams
How could they know the camp there had been
Behind the guards, where our dolies reigned as queen
No mats today, it wasn’t always so (don’t worry, we made a new guild
“You should CARE”)
The thieves were happy, they’s turn mats into air.
But all that’s left is a place dark and lonely
A Terraced Tower in a mean street back of garrison
Becomes a shrine when I think of dolies only
Just two up two down (GAhhhhhhhh, where was our new CARE?!?!?!)
No mats today, our Doliak has gone away (%&$#&=&%!!!!!!)
The Guard stands for lorn, a symbol of the CARE
No mats today, it seems a common sight (Will someone finally stop
them?!!!! )
But defenders passing by don’t know the reason why (Why are 10 guards
not enough?)
How could they know just what the message means? (Even though we healed
and sped up the annoyingly slow cow!)
The end of our hopes, the end of our dreams
How could they know the camp there had been
Behind the guards, where our dolies reigned as queen
No mats today, our Doliak has gone away (in a distant past we had mats…
why N O T now?)
The thieves were happy, they’s turn mats into air.
Best regards and see you on the battle field
Best regards,
Your friendly neighborhood (We dont [CARE]) Thievemen (and women)
(edited by Deathly Spirited.8190)
