Post by Madcat on Apr 21, 2008 13:47:47 GMT -5
Donno, felt like it, boring portuguese class I was in... kinda liked it so meh. Made it with a friend of mine that was in a rawr contest in portuguese class, thats how it started anyway.
Rawr - (Rar in American version)
On the last sun rise,
He stands up high,
With No fear in his eyes.
(Chorus 1)
He just wants more (pronounced "moar")
He just wants war
Hear his RAWR!
Battalions, Armies, Nation march the plagued field,
Mindless drones armed with jagged steel,
A stubborn king who refuses to yield,
Not even giving the hero his final meal.
Look up high and see a lonely soul,
Looking down his arriving doom,
Nothing can be seen under expressionless mold,
No sign of despair, back turned to the rising moon.
Armies Rush in, a million to one,
Hero jumps out, weapons blazing,
Crush him in, pain there is none,
He fights back, bloody bodies falling,
No one hears the silent calling,
(chorusx2)
He just wants MORE!
He just wants WAR!
HEAR HIS RAWR!
He just wants MORE!
He just wants WAR!
HEAR HIS RAWR!
On top of a pile o’corpses,
The hero looks back down at the field,
Looks back at the fear or the remaining forces,
Who now run back with their weapons wield.
The Hero runs after, bloodthirsty for more,
He slashes the slowest ones with relentless gore,
Nearly all gone, he remains bloodthirsty
All alone, the field now dusty.
All shall know that
Armies rushed in, a million to one,
Hero jumped out, weapons blazing,
Crushed him in, pain there was none,
He fought back, bloody bodies falling,
Everyone heard the horrible calling.
(Chorusx3)
He just wants MORE!
He just wants WAR!
HEAR HIS RAWR!
He just wants MORE!
He just wants WAR!
HEAR HIS RAWR!
He just wants MORE!
He just wants WAR!
HEAR HIS RAWR!
Rawr - (Rar in American version)
On the last sun rise,
He stands up high,
With No fear in his eyes.
(Chorus 1)
He just wants more (pronounced "moar")
He just wants war
Hear his RAWR!
Battalions, Armies, Nation march the plagued field,
Mindless drones armed with jagged steel,
A stubborn king who refuses to yield,
Not even giving the hero his final meal.
Look up high and see a lonely soul,
Looking down his arriving doom,
Nothing can be seen under expressionless mold,
No sign of despair, back turned to the rising moon.
Armies Rush in, a million to one,
Hero jumps out, weapons blazing,
Crush him in, pain there is none,
He fights back, bloody bodies falling,
No one hears the silent calling,
(chorusx2)
He just wants MORE!
He just wants WAR!
HEAR HIS RAWR!
He just wants MORE!
He just wants WAR!
HEAR HIS RAWR!
On top of a pile o’corpses,
The hero looks back down at the field,
Looks back at the fear or the remaining forces,
Who now run back with their weapons wield.
The Hero runs after, bloodthirsty for more,
He slashes the slowest ones with relentless gore,
Nearly all gone, he remains bloodthirsty
All alone, the field now dusty.
All shall know that
Armies rushed in, a million to one,
Hero jumped out, weapons blazing,
Crushed him in, pain there was none,
He fought back, bloody bodies falling,
Everyone heard the horrible calling.
(Chorusx3)
He just wants MORE!
He just wants WAR!
HEAR HIS RAWR!
He just wants MORE!
He just wants WAR!
HEAR HIS RAWR!
He just wants MORE!
He just wants WAR!
HEAR HIS RAWR!