Author: Djibriel
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Magnus the Red frowned as he tuned his guitar and gave the Blood Ravens a speaking look.
"Since apparently explaining this to your chapter in words hasn't worked... I can see Vulkan's new plasma cannons on your armor, Martellus, don't think I haven't noticed it…! I've decided to try to express it in music."
The music he chose was based on a far, far older tune, one he'd heard from his father's record collection, and then he raised his voice in song.
"Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done.
Stop relic-napping from your friends,
Don't you steal no more!
Once I got past the red tape and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
Your armament collections are soaring ever higher
But I didn't pay for it to be that high
Though my eye could see, you think I'm a blind man
Though your excuses pass, I still am a mad man
I hear your cousins when I'm working!
I can hear them say,
Stop your frakking wayward son
There'll be peace when he is done,
Stealing from all our friends..
We can be friends no more!"
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