You'll Be Dead

You say
Your word count is high and you don't feel like writing today
You cry
At your words which you hurl at the bot when you see me nearby
Why so sad?
Remember we made an arrangement when you wrote page 1
Now you're making me mad
Remember I'm your nightmare
The Nite Monarq

You'll be dead
Soon you'll see
You'll remember you belong to me
You'll be dead
Time will tell
You'll remember when the Houses fell
Word counts rise, Houses fall
We have watched each other through it all
And when push comes to shove
I will send a fully armed Undead Horde to take the Iron Tome

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You say deadlines are draining and you can't go on
You'll be the one complaining when I am gone
And no! Don't change the subject!
'Cause you're my future subjects
My soon-to-be-dead subjects
My writing undead subjects
Forever, and ever, and ever and ever and ever...

You'll be dead
Like before
I will fight the fight and win the war
For your deaths
For your werds
You'll still be writing when you join the Horde!
When you're dead the Tome is mine!
So don't cut out any werds or lines
'Cause when push comes to shove
I will take your werds and Houses to take the Iron Tome!

Da da da da da, da-da da-da die-uh da, da-da-da-da die-uh da
Da da da da da, da-da da-da die-uh da, da-da-da-da die EVERYBODY! (brains)

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Da da da da da, da-da da-da die-uh da, da-da-da-da die-uh da (brains)