Денчик - Rolling dice to fail (по мотивам сессий D&D) | Текст песни

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Master took us from out homes
Into the strangest land of holms
Where the ancient dragon sleeps
Inwith the magic slumber deeps.
Some foolish temple wizard one
Casts a spell of snooze to gone.
Dragon opens frenzy eyes
To internal fear rise.
The temple wizard checks the will
To hold his concentration still,
But Master rolling black-hap dice
And get success, and wizard dies.

He’s acting,
Affecting…
Rolling dice to fail…
He’s losing,
Abusing…
Ending of his tale…

‘Twas about a spring of story,
Dragon’s born at down of valley.
Master will us make the heroes,
Who’s point us like in broken mirrors.
First one’s fighter with great axe,
Beauty elf-girl’s making next,
Third one's trickster rolled on sheet,
Last the grinder runs to meet.
Divinely Master says: “Tis’ good!”
And sets us for the questing mood.
In scrum we clubbed a dark-ale-draper,
Master sums the hits on paper.

He’s slacking,
Bone’s crackling…
Rolling dice to fail…
He’s succumbing,
Now calming…
Ending of his tale…

Not a day but weeks or years later
Each hero grew to level eater
About time the Master led to cave
A dragon-slayer is outing brave.
The brained grinder looks on him
But says the girl with eerie scream:
«I want a slayer’s orb, so get XP!»
Well, he minds another thing to see.
In the skies and through the clouds
The blackish dice are turning out --
Master rolls attack of power slayer,
And we are counting the hit fair…

We’re shocking,
Hits crocking…
Rolling dice to fail…
We’re boiling,
With toiling…
Ending of this tale…