eSo
Can't get enough of FH
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I remember them days, I remember them well,
happier times at Connla, around Mag mell.
Hills so green and skies so blue,
the beatiful sunsets and rise of the moon.
I remember them days, I remember indeed,
when help was given for the one in need.
No matter how experienced, what class or what race,
young fighters fought together dangers they faced.
I remember them days, I remember when I,
as uncertain young elf, looked up in the skies,
prayed for the gods "please give me one day"
"wisdom and power, riches my way".
One tick at a time, fast went the days.
I gained many friends, many monsters I slayed;
men made of mud, the beetle swarm,
horses called pookhas, the parthanan farm.
And again tick at a time, more days went by,
new areas were discovered, magical portals, Shrouded isle
Sheeroe hills and dragon, the evil Darkness falls
Lost Atlantis, Catacombs, i was to conquer them all.
I remember them days, and I miss them aswell,
now is Connla deserted, empty is Mag mell.
And not sure why, but somehow it seems
skies are not that blue anymore, hills not so green.
I miss them ol'days, I miss them indeed,
now Hibernia is corrupted by selfishness and greed.
I thank God though, I'm not lost and alone,
I'm with Terra Dominus, which i can call home.
But still miss them ol'days - not so young anymore,
guess my old prayer came true, because i have it all.
I've learnt from mistakes, much I've seen, much I've grown,
I've slayed all feared monsters, now i'm rich and well-known.
...But just like back then, I look up and pray;
I would give everything for just one of them days.
I don't care about riches, nor fame - anymore
I miss the joy, the excitement, that's what I for.
happier times at Connla, around Mag mell.
Hills so green and skies so blue,
the beatiful sunsets and rise of the moon.
I remember them days, I remember indeed,
when help was given for the one in need.
No matter how experienced, what class or what race,
young fighters fought together dangers they faced.
I remember them days, I remember when I,
as uncertain young elf, looked up in the skies,
prayed for the gods "please give me one day"
"wisdom and power, riches my way".
One tick at a time, fast went the days.
I gained many friends, many monsters I slayed;
men made of mud, the beetle swarm,
horses called pookhas, the parthanan farm.
And again tick at a time, more days went by,
new areas were discovered, magical portals, Shrouded isle
Sheeroe hills and dragon, the evil Darkness falls
Lost Atlantis, Catacombs, i was to conquer them all.
I remember them days, and I miss them aswell,
now is Connla deserted, empty is Mag mell.
And not sure why, but somehow it seems
skies are not that blue anymore, hills not so green.
I miss them ol'days, I miss them indeed,
now Hibernia is corrupted by selfishness and greed.
I thank God though, I'm not lost and alone,
I'm with Terra Dominus, which i can call home.
But still miss them ol'days - not so young anymore,
guess my old prayer came true, because i have it all.
I've learnt from mistakes, much I've seen, much I've grown,
I've slayed all feared monsters, now i'm rich and well-known.
...But just like back then, I look up and pray;
I would give everything for just one of them days.
I don't care about riches, nor fame - anymore
I miss the joy, the excitement, that's what I for.
