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I am become theaytre. There's an animatic of some of this BTW!!! Check it out here: • Those Fools (Bill Johnson)- Dream SMP Anim... Fully original composition, vocal parts sung by me, and the saxophone bit in the middle played by me. All other bits are MIDI or taken from Wilbur's video on Schlatt's takeover. Written in musescore, recorded/produced in Audacity, video edited in Filmora 9. LYRICS: Background vocals are: freedom, freedom. Freedom, freedom. Freedom, freedom. Kyrie elaison. The fools Good men doing nothing All it took was a look for a crack and I Tore down the wall! The fools Consumed by petty squabbles With a word, and a kiss, and a moment's caress I Well... you know the rest Peace and security, happiness equality Tenets preached by their weak old lord Bakeries pets, freedom and frivolity Are powerless against the fire and the sword And as the flag burns high up in the sky Resplendent as the dawn of a new age I Brick by brick desanctify Their walls as I stand deified Not a man not a president a king but a god With horns and cloven hooves Watching ants as they scurry and pigs as they plod Steadily to their doom For a domain comprised of what the shadows consume Covers much more than the light's given due And block by block as our land expands Their ends will be wrought by their friend's own hands Tommy: We've got to go Why would Tubbo not come with us Wilbur? Wilbur: We gave up literally everything for L'manburg Everything we earned in that sacrifice has been lost in one moment Back to me/schlatt :) The fools Working from the shadows A job half done isn't done at all To fight back you must stand tall The fools Cowering in their bunkers My sticks and stones may not break their bones but my Words will shatter their souls I have no-one to trust but my own two hands For men will ensnare me in their plans And women weave their web of lies Without due care the past may reprise An axe in my back a bolt through my heart The drip dripping of my life's blood shan't Punctuate their joyous refrain As they free themselves from my pain And as the walls fall and the buildings rise Traitors flee and the new flag flies They think they're attempting deicide But I assure you it's suicide For this regime will last a thousand years Of poverty and of fear Here I stand, king of kings behold my works ye mighty and despair