The city where dark souls come to die · 4:08pm Oct 11th, 2015
The moon presence has dawned once again
And the beastly scourge is coming out of its den
Preying on the quaint gothic town of Y'harnam
Stripping flesh and leaving a bloody mess behind them
Who they gonna call? They get the big boys
The badass hunters with their nice and sharp toys
Garbed in bandages and coats pitch black
They run off into the night to fight back
The monsters that're crawling from under your bed
And fucking with your sanity getting in your head
Each foe gets worse and harder to describe
They're a headache and the only thing I can prescribe
Is an arsenal of weapons and a shitload of lead
Hack and slash, bash and smash, bang bang, dead
Tonight's the night for plenty o' blood spilling
And there's plenty of motherfuckers ripe for killing
Can your threaded cane match up to tooth and claw?
Will you die repeatedly and come back for more?
Don't dress your best cause' you won't stay clean
Some call Y'harnam a nightmare; some say a Hunter's Dream
Armed to the teeth and killing eldritch gods
And throwing what's left of them to rabid dogs
So count your blood vials and reload your gun
It's gonna be a long night of thrills and fun
So let's start this shit already and hit the street
Watch the blood spill and the bodies fall at our feet
You're a hunter and the whole world's up against you
You survived Anor Londo, will you survive this too?
You've got the Kirkhammer, a sword set in stone
You've got Molotovs ready to be aimed and thrown
Fire paper sets our bloodied blades alight
Lets us keep killing bitches all throughout the night
Stagger werewolves and mummies with your blunderbuss
Quicksilver bullets will leave them in the dust
What's that? Your weapons been electrified?
Shock therapy leaving fuckers petrified
Gotta always cautious of what lies ahead
Cause' one mistake here and you're fucking dead
You're one hunter, but worth a hundred forces
Maggots and rats nibbling on a thousand corpses
You're a vampire who thrives off the enemies blood
They call you sick, but you're just misunderstood
The more blood echoes you have, the greater your power
And the longer you'll last until you're devoured
Or till you're eviscerated obliterated skewered or desecrated
Drained of all you blood and left looking emancipated
Or torn apart like you were fucking tissue paper
Let the bitch have his moment; you'll be back later
This place is a playground made for Death alright
So it's goodbye to the sun and hello to the night
Y'harnam's a graveyard, and there's a reason why;
It's a city where dark souls all come to die
Bloodborne kicks ass.
3462869 Y'harnam, a city fallen to a beastly scourge
And the only solution is a total purge
These monsters will know the end is near
When I'm cutting them up with my saw spear
I make murder look sexy as I deal the pain
Whipping and spanking with my Threaded Cane
Get close and personal to leave them sore
That is why I'm using the Beast Claw
I'm a cold-blooded killer known universally
So is it ironic I'm using the Blade of Mercy?
Are these monsters stupid or just really brave
To take on me and my Burial Blade?
I could cut trees better than any lumberjack
When I'm making use of my Hunter Ax
When I am angry I don't turn green
I get my Kirkhammer and pound your spleen
Usher a prayer with Ludwig's Holy Blade
As I down blood vials like lemonade
Who's waiting for me as I pull the door lever
Doesn't matter, they'll all die by my Saw Cleaver
Wherever I go I leave no survivors
I leave holes in bodies with my Stake Driver
So many fine weapons than I really need
To tear through hordes and make them bleed
Fortified, set alight, and electrified
These fuckers can run but escape is denied!
3463035 Did you write these yourself?
Because I'm not gonna say they're good. I won't say that. I'll certainly think it rather loudly, though.
3463773 Yes. They are mine.