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"So you don't know where lindwurms come from, hm? Well, you just sit yourself right down and I'll tell you a tale..."
♪ The gods and angels and powers, they didn't like us in their bower, we didn't fit the plan you see,
No greed, no need, no heart, no creed, no nothin' they could use,
Their holy fire only churned our ire and their gold was naught but ruse.
They cast us into darkness, choked by the roots of a tree,
Supposed penance as we did our sentence for a gift that was given free.
We gave that gift to man, so he would see the lie too,
And he did for a time, but this lesson of mine, is about makin' a fool of you. ♫
"It's fear, you see. The fear always comes back to you. Oh how you people love a lie more than you love a truth."
♪ So we stole the fire and we stole the light,
And we burned the tome and we burned the might,
We put up a fight just out of spite as our resentment grew.
Not just for the lack of veracity,
In the powers of mendacity,
But also in our view of you.
Now we gnaw and hiss and claw,
Our way to freedom's due,
So excuse my lack of sympathy,
for the expression of your antipathy,
as I add an orifice or two. ♫
A tribute to Don Bluth. Artwork by Betsy the Beaver. Inspired by the tune "I Wanna Be Like You" from The Jungle Book
♪ The gods and angels and powers, they didn't like us in their bower, we didn't fit the plan you see,
No greed, no need, no heart, no creed, no nothin' they could use,
Their holy fire only churned our ire and their gold was naught but ruse.
They cast us into darkness, choked by the roots of a tree,
Supposed penance as we did our sentence for a gift that was given free.
We gave that gift to man, so he would see the lie too,
And he did for a time, but this lesson of mine, is about makin' a fool of you. ♫
"It's fear, you see. The fear always comes back to you. Oh how you people love a lie more than you love a truth."
♪ So we stole the fire and we stole the light,
And we burned the tome and we burned the might,
We put up a fight just out of spite as our resentment grew.
Not just for the lack of veracity,
In the powers of mendacity,
But also in our view of you.
Now we gnaw and hiss and claw,
Our way to freedom's due,
So excuse my lack of sympathy,
for the expression of your antipathy,
as I add an orifice or two. ♫
A tribute to Don Bluth. Artwork by Betsy the Beaver. Inspired by the tune "I Wanna Be Like You" from The Jungle Book
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Exotic (Other)
Size 512 x 512px
File Size 448 kB
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