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Alaric's Gold

This song was created for Game of Bands round 57 : "Medieval!"

Lyrics:

King of the Visigoths attacking Rome:
Spliteth of the kingdom; Clan needeth a home;
First time he siegeth Rome a ransom was paid,
Treasury they clingeth to shalt fall away

With a devilish bargain shan't turneth thy back;
Deal with the wolf's den or they shalt attack
The Visigoths came through the fire and flood
Claimeth a homeland with iron and blood

We're searching and looking and digging
throughst all the rain and the cold
Despite all the trouble thou'st bringing
We searcheth for Alaric's Gold.
Thoust taketh such big sacrifices
but ye steadfast until we art old
Chasing the grandest of prizes
We hunteth f'r Alaric's Gold!

Yet we wanteth it be ours
we earn'd it f'r our search
but claimeth higher power
Monks wanteth f'r their church. . . . . . . . .

Thou shalt tithe much what thou have
Shan't leave us in the lurch
We baptiz'd thou in sacred baths
So giveth to the church.
We runneth schools and holy mass
Shalt donate for our cause
Throught heaven's gate thou shall not pass
unless thoust heed our laws. . . . .

Alaric return'd to overthroweth the throne
The Senators shalt knoweth the defeat of Rome
Though both sides wast brave, seeth'd a burning hate-
The Roman enslaved snuck and opened the gates

Alaric's Army swarm'd the City of Rome
plunder'd the Treasury; put their man on the throne
They sayeth when he died, Alaric took ahold
of the great Roman riches and buried the gold.

We're searching and looking and digging
throughst all the rain and the cold
Despite all the trouble thou'st bringing
We searcheth for Alaric's Gold.
Thoust taketh such big sacrifices
but ye steadfast until we art old
Chasing the grandest of prizes
We hunteth f'r Alaric's Gold!
[Exit]

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