Conquest of Solitude I. Three-Leaf Cloverture (instrumental) II. Under the Moon Sing me the songs of love My little bird of prey Under the moon engulfed in gray The songs bring laughs and tears So softly in my ear While it's raining silver from the stars I think I know Take me to places Not yet seen by all mankind For I've been left inside your mind It's time to stop the lie Exploring worlds run dry Still the days fly by the blooming flowerbed below Stepchildren of the sounds Send souls away, beneath the ground No star falls the same path forever III. Twisted Whispers (instrumental) IV. Angels of Gold Surrounded by my solitude The violas playing lost études That's a sign of feeling small Amidst it all So take me to a higher place And fire me up to win the race Even with no strings attached The sky I'll watch An army of enchanted sounds Like angels from a distant ground Give to me your feathered souls To break the mold V. Wake-Up Call (instrumental) VI. Riptide People I know And things that I've seen Are scattered through space galaxies Watching the cogs That spin 'midst the days Don't you think that life is a breeze You wish you could lazy your soul While bells of life constantly toll All that we are is a non-ending chase Let sleeping souls lie, that's the case Today no progress was made Tomorrow is the day And so 'nother sign is outplayed To spiral in array x2 Cats - cunning shows They all take their share Until their green light goes dim So off they go Nobody knows where To never be heard from again While 'tis getting harder to fly With every trip, there's still time All that we are is a non-ending chase Let sleeping souls lie, that's the case VII. Under the Moon Again Stepchildren of the sounds Send souls away, beneath the ground No star falls the same path forever Every night Timeless night May winds of the ages blow Longing To come home Past mountains and falls we know Slowly Things will return to harmony Reach out to seize your way So high away Across the starry sky Hold me Casting the die of space and time Open the door in time To flee from these ol' cries x2 I Want More Honey Nut Chex Want more Chex. Want some more chex. Want some more chex. Want some more chex. Please more chex? More chex? More chex? In a second. Chex. Want more! More please! More, daddy? [approaches mic] More daddy? More? More please? In a second! More daddy? ::laughter:: WEEE HAAAAAH HOOO WEE HAAH HO [unamused] I want chex. I - I want chex. I want Chex. More chex. More chex. Please, daddy? Please? PLEASE? I want Winnie the Pooh. Want Winnie the Pooh. Ok I'll get you some Chex. Smell the Journey Smell the journey, oh smell the journeys Oh we have them everyday Don't forget to pack a salad Mess your pants, your family knows "Going Now" I was serious about that f*cking salad Look in your heart, clog your arteries Urinate on your neighbor's furniture They're away on business Do well in school and learn Happy fun time is from learning You know the right path Let your legs be the walking Good. Next time Tim takes my sweater, he's dead to the world The fish market will provide you with fish Always remember Are you stupid? You should know this Smell the journey, oh smell the journeys What the hell did I just say? You didn't pack the salad, DID YOU?! Well I guess you learned NOTHING "Going now" Duke Nukem's Fully Consensual DoD Roast (NSFW) Hail to the King, baby! I’m Duke Fucking Nukem. I’m here to kick ass and roast the dumb nerds of Dwelling of Duels. And I’m all out of ass. Wow, JohnStacy, that's a lot of instruments, too bad I'm not paying you for any of them. Max Noel? Sure he’s a good musician, but his TRUE legacy will be his lasting contributions to the world of cryptocurrency. Evilsonic?! Maybe the world wasn’t meant for you to have a medal-winning arrangement. Newmajoe?! That fucking freeloader. He couldn’t take a shit without at least three collaborators. Prince uf Darkness?! More like "Prince of getting his dumb ass whipped by a little baby". General Mills? Has Tony let you off probation yet for blowing his streak? TheManPF?! What’s the PF stand for? Production Fail? Maybe if you weren’t using Cubase 5 like a goddamn peasant. Ivan Hakstok? More like Ivan Laughingstok... Hey Tony, maybe take a break so Croatia can win a gold? R-Man?! So, widdle baby wants to get roasted but only has one submission? Sounds like someone could use some BALLS OF STEEL. Unknown Pseudoartist?! This DoDer ruins songs faster than diarrhea ruined my niece’s baptism. JayC? This shady bastard posts under more nicknames than me when I post on Sonic the Hedgehog fan forums. Cory Johnson?! We had a joke planned for you, but sadly, it was too long to be played during the listening party. Mattmattat? I got nothing on this guy. His CAT, on the other hand? Pure hellspawn. Sixto?! This guy’s such a gearhead. The only thing he likes more than plug-ins is leeching off Hakstok for medals. Andromeda?! Maybe you would get a gold if you ditched that deadweight husband of yours and got yourself a REAL man. Harpsibored? Well our EARS are bored of hearing about how you sold your ass out to Bandai Namco. Snappleman? Seriously, who the fuck is this guy? Sorry, this roast is for DoD participants only. That’s my time, everybody. Tip your bartenders and maybe throw some money at Austin so he can update the goddamn website already. Happy April Fools Day, and Good night! The Road To Victory [Verse 1] At the base of the road to victory Atop this mountain rages our destiny Fires flash! Waters splash! Grasses lash! on to me Fighters clash! Poisons thrash! Ghosts slash! Battle rages on now! I don’t know if we can go on To face the challenge in our way I can go on! I must go on! To become the very best! We can go! We must go! I’ll be the champion! [Verse 2] One by one the challengers they fall Our glorious destiny’s within reach Electric clash! Flyers dash! Darkness crashes ‘round me Dragons gnash! Rocks smash! Psychics cast! Battle rages on now! I don’t know if we can go on To face the challenge in our way I can go on! I must go on! To become the very best! We can go! We must go! I’ll be the champion! We’ll be legends! [Instrumental, solo] [Verse 3] Finally, the champion standing tall We must face them we must give it our all Bugs lash! Fairies dash! The ground thrashes ‘neath me Ice crash! Normals bash! Steels flash! Battle rages on now! I know that we can carry on We’ve faced the challenge in our way I can go on! I must go on! To become the very best! We can go! We have won! Variation of Grant Kirkhope's Personal Shame K. Rool: Hello Everyone. K. Rool Here. I would like to apologize to everyone in advance We were going to present an entire orchestral tribute to crocodiles in popular music with the great Sir Elton John. Unfourtnatley he didn’t show up…or answer my email….or return my calls, The point is he’s not here …Yes yes I know, you’re disappointed, I’m disappointed We’re all disappointed! Nevertheless, as a consolation here’s An Arrangement of Grant Kirkhope’s Personal Shame. Ready Senior Beaverotti? Senior Beaverotti: I’M A READY! AND A 1 and a 2!!! Opera guy: So they're finally here, performing for you, If you know the words, you can join in too, Put your hands together, if you want to clap, As we take you through, this monkey rap! D.K., Donkey Kong! D.K., Donkey Kong is here! He's the leader of the bunch, you know him well, He's finally back to kick some tail, His Coconut Gun can fire in spurts, If he shoots ya, it's gonna hurt, He's bigger, faster, and stronger too, He's the first member of the D.K. crew! This Kong's got style, so listen up dudes, She can shrink in size, to suit her mood, She's quick and nimble when she needs to be, She can float through the air and climb up trees! If you choose her, you'll not choose wrong, With a skip and a hop, she's one cool Kong! He has no style, he has no grace, this Kong has a funny face, He can handstand when he needs to, And stretch his arms out, just for you, Inflate himself just like a balloon, This crazy Kong just digs this tune! He's back again and about time too, And this time he's in the mood, He can fly real high with his jetpack on, With his pistols out, he's one tough Kong! He'll make you smile when he plays his tune, But Kremlings beware 'cause he's after you! And Finally, he's here for you, It's the last member of the D.K. crew! This Kong's so strong, it isn't funny, Can make a Kremling cry out for mummy, Can pick up a boulder with relative ease, Makes crushing rocks seem such a breeze, He may move slow, he can't jump high, But this Kong's one hell* of a guy! D.K., Donkey Kong! D.K., Donkey Kong is here! '96 Friday Night Champions Demo: DO NOT LISTEN Bowser is the king of destruction, he will drink your blood. Bowser is a mean turtle, mean turtle, he will kill your bones. Bowser is a jerk, and he hates all of you, and he thinks you're stupid. Bowser's the worst. Bowser's the worst. Bowser's the worst. Bowser's the worst. Bowsa maneigh. Blagh. The Shitpost I am the Great Mighty Poo And I'm gonna throw my shit at you A huge supply of tiSh comes from my chocolate starfish How about some scat, you little twat? Do you really think you'll survive in here? You don't seem to know which creek you're in Sweet corn is the only thing that makes it through my rear How d'you think I keep this lovely grin? Have some more caviar! Now I'm really getting rather mad You're like a niggly tiggly shitty little tag-nut When I knock you out with all my bab I'm gonna take your head and ram it up my butt! "Your butt?" My butt! "Your butt?!" That's right, my butt! "Ew!" My butt! "Agh!" MY BUTT! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA