A/N: Well, it's the holiday season, and my computer is all better- it caught some viruses- so rather than work on my stories, I'm making some Oblivion parodies of Christmas songs. Don't ask me why, I have no idea why I thought this was a good idea. Enjoy.
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Bloody Night
Oh bloody night
The ground is wet with crimson
It is the night of your untimely death
Your home became your prison
When He came to make you cease your breath
A thrill of joy as the screaming man does die
For yonder breaks a black and dreadful moon
Fall on your knees
Oh hear the people screaming
Oh night sanguine
Oh night when men were butchered
Oh night divine
Oh night divine
Led by the trail of blood wetly glistening
With ripped-out hearts on His floor we lie
The hairs on our necks were bristling
Had we noticed we may not have died
He is the champion of death
The king of the night
Truly He taught us to fear the dark night
His law is murder and His gospel is death
Chains shall He make for enslaving us to fright
And His name will be spoken under breath
Wretched hymns of fear in cowering chorus raise we,
We must praise His unholy name
Grey Fox Rules
Dashing through the streets
With guards right on my arse
The fat bastards wheeze
It's time to end this farce
I jump up to the roofs
Showing off my might
What fun it is to outwit these doofs
Every single night
Oh, Grey Fox rules, Grey Fox rules
The guards can kiss my ass
Oh, what fun it is to steal
From these stupid gits
Grey Fox rules, Grey Fox rules
The guards can kiss my ass
Oh, what fun it is to steal
From these stupid gits
A night or two ago
I thought I'd take a stroll
And soon the guard captain was chasing me
Screaming something about a scroll
The man was a total ponce
He tripped an awful lot
I had no time for this dunce
So I jumped out of sight and the idiot ran right by
Oh, Grey Fox rules, Grey Fox rules
Heironymus can suck my balls
That guy could not catch a cold
He's a total freakin' ponce
Grey Fox rules, Grey Fox rules
Heironymus can suck my balls
That guy could not catch a cold
He's a total freakin' ponce
Oh, Grey Fox rules, Grey fox rules
Everyone else sucks
I hope you get your presents
Too bad they'll be gone by dawn
Oh, Grey Fox rules, Grey Fox rules
Everyone else sucks
A happy, happy Christmas
From the Fox who steals your shit
Merry Fishmas (as sung by Deep-Throat and the Argonian A Capellas)
We wish you a merry Fishmas;
We wish you a merry Fishmas;
We wish you a merry Fishmas and a Happy New Era.
Good tidings we bring to you and your school;
Good tidings for Fishmas and a Happy New Era.
Oh, bring us a bunch of bread crumbs;
Oh, bring us a bunch of bread crumbs;
Oh, bring us a bunch of bread crumbs and a tankard of beer
We won't go until we get fed;
We won't go until we get fed;
We won't go until we get fed, we're major douche bags
We wish you a Merry Fishmas;
We wish you a merry Fishmas;
We wish you a Merry Fishmas, unless you're Khajiit (FUCK CATS!)"