CofD IC Publications2

OOC: These are IC songs and stories from various individuals.

CofD 2.0 Various songs Songs by Uncle Gadi

CofD 2.0 Various songs Songs by others.

Songs Dedicated to Characters

My Gangrel Girl dedicated to Nora Quinn

To the tune of [My Brown Eyed Girl - Van Morrison]

Well I met her in Dubbo,

She was beating up the facility guards

Her claws ripped them a new one

And then she kick him in the nuts real hard

Done mind them in their fallen state.

She took their vitae,

She saw me applauding her work

And she came right up and,

punched me in the face

Owww Owww Gangrel girl,

O darn my Gangrel girl

Now is that any way to treat

A Fan of your work?

I copped a kick to the family jewels

And she,

called me a jerk

We both started laughing and she

Said she she admired my guts,

Then another guard came up and got,

A spiked boot right in the nuts

From you,

my Gangrel girl

Hold those claws up, my Gangrel Girl

Up all night in prison ward

It's just a feeding date.

Shala lalalalalallalal la d da

La de da

I like Big Claws dedicated to Nora Quinn

To the tune of [I like Big Butts - Sir Mix ALot]

I like big caws, of the horrid type,

Ya other kindred cant deny

When they out all night, Every thing in sight

Is gonna get shredded, get outta my face.

I’m gettin Stung, By the mess I made

Cause ya know by my claws, the masq is stuffed!

Those claws them body are tearing

Shredding armor youse is wearing

Oh Baby, i’m under pressure

To do something with this frenzy

My best friend tied to tell me..NO

but my claws is begging JJJust please use me!

One more Fight dedicated to Nora Quinn

To the tune of One More Night, Phil Collins

One more fight

One more fight

I've been trying ooh so long to grapple you know

Let you know how my claws feel

And if I stumble if I fall, because you stabbed me first

Come here, So I can grapple you please…

Please give me one more Fight

Give me one more fight

One more fight, do you want to live forever?

Give me just one more fight, oh just one more fight

Oh one more fight 'cause I dont live forever.

I've been stalking you so long

Wasting time, just lurking in your home

And I was wondering should I jump you

Then I thought, fuck Seano’s home

Please give me one more fight, give me just one more fight

Oh one more fight, do you want to live forever?

Please give me one more fight, oh just one more fight

Oh just one more fight, 'cause I can't wait forever

Give me one more Fight, give me just one more Fight

Oh one more fight 'cause I dont live forever.

Like a stalker to the mark,

I will always be with you

And if you sail away

I will follow you

Poetry in Motion dedicated to Nora Quinn

To the tune of [Livin' la Vida Loca - Ricky Martin]

She in to evisceration,

Frenzy and Martial Arts,

Kino Mutai, concentration

And lethal body parts

She in to claws and Brute Force

She’s aint no Tortoise Shell

She’s got no time for parties

Hats, heels, or Gabrielle

She’ll knock the sword out of hand

With disabling tactics and grace

And just when you think she done

She’ll punch you in the face

Bounce you off a Hard Surface,

Relentless Assault now,

Fire up that Juggernauts gait devotion

Frenzy, and Bezerker Style

She’s poetry in Motion

Ride the Wave in Style

Falling pillar commotion

Focus Attack and Impale

She’s poetry in motion

Barbie Boy Dedicated to Brandon Fitzchambers

To the tune of [Barbie Girl - Aqua]

He's a barbie Boy,

He has lots of toys,

Life in the Conspiracy,

The same as the aristocracy.

You can brush his hair.

Take him any where,

And accessory,

That a necessity.

He a blond Barbie boy,

(No he not your toy)

Kiss him here, touch him there,

He's like candy

He's a Barbie Boy,

He'sa Daeva toy,

Life in conspiracy,

Has its complicity.

You can brush his hair,

Auction him anywhere

Imagination that is your prestation

Pink Trouble Dedicated to Brandon Fitzchambers and Gahbrielle Chou

To the tune of Double Trouble (Team Rocket) Lyrics John Loeffler

To scourge society with demanded prestation.

To whinge at all peoples within our nation.

To Demand be given attention & love.

To cry ‘Because I Deserve it’’ to the stars above.)

(And Mamma President)

Brando, Gabby

Team Pink, blast off at the speed of (pink)light.

Surrender now, or prepare to fight.

Cayden's a Dick --Dedicated to Cayden Smith

To the tune of 'Why Dont You Get A Job' - The Offspring. Honourable mentions of Harriet Lyle and Ajax and Astraia Van de Berg.

My cousins got a daughter

Man she hates that dick

He keeps going Awoo all day

She says "man I really gotta get a real dad

And this one can just go away.

He checks out Aia's ass

She surfs the waves alone

He lies about everything all day

But she wants a real wolfy just to stay at home

With Ajax she’s gonna play

Daeva Girl Dancing dedicated to Meredith Winchester-Roe

dedicated to Meredith Winchester-Roe to the tune of [Porn Star Dancing - My Darkest Days]

Some girls sit and smell the roses

Some gaze up at the stars

Some wave whips, some wear leathers

Some hang round in bars

Some say its romantic to go off hunting

Romping in moon lit vales

I find it quaint, but I find pleasure

Hunting and chasing tails..

But along comes a girl, from her head to her toes,

Charging me up like an Vitae Flow yeah ahhh..

She entrances young and old

From Neonate to Elders without a soul,

She’s got a heart so black and cold (watchin)

Daeva Girl Dancing

She wraps her arms around your leg

She’s got you in a grapple to make you beg

Got down on my knees and prayed (for more)

..Lost to a Daeva Girl wrestling

Just one slip and I’m undone

Blinding hot as mid-day sun

I’d Give my all for just (Daeva Girls Dancin)

Some people like the highland snowfall

Some like it cool and mild

She plays rough in hell fire clubs

She likes hot and wild

She’s making you weep, she’s disturbing your sleep

You cant resist her, your heart she’ll reap yeah-ah…

She entrances young and old

From Perth to Canberra so cold

She’s got a heart so black and cold

Daeva Girl Dancing

She wraps her arms around your neck

She’s got the moves to make you beg

Got me down on my knees and prayed (for more)

Daeva Girl wrestling

Just one slip and I’m undone

Blinding hot as mid-day sun

I’d Give my all for just one

A flip and twist and leaves me stunned

She entrances young and old

From Perth to Canberra so cold

She’s got a heart so black and cold

Daeva Girl Dancing

She wraps her arms around your neck

She’s got the moves to make you beg

Got down on my knees and prayed (I don’t loose again)

To a Daeva Girl wrestling

Gaspar dedicated to Gaspar Acosta Da Blanca

To the tune of [Lumberjack Song- Monty Python]

He's a pirate and he's okay,

He raps all night and he sleeps all day

He sails his ship. He loves his crew.

He aint been to the lavatory.

On Wednesdays he go shoppin'

And has buttered Sophie for tea.)

That Awkward Dance dedicated to Leon Ostrain Largward

dedicated to Leon Ostrain Largward to the tune of "Bad Romance” by Lady Gaga, cover by Halestorm]

I need a investigator,

I need a Le-on,

Who'll follow clues and

Foil Dragovich's plans,

A Larg-ward-Man

with short pants

The Awkward Man.

Auspexing plots,

Empathying lies,

Mekhet Assassins,

Gangrel Spies,

A Larg-ward-Man

Awkward stance!

As fast he can.

He come when we need him,

The facts wont impeed him

Dont look now, or you'll be in the awkward stance

Leon's on the case,

When we come face to face

With an Awkward Circumstance

We're along for the ride,

He's got a bit tongue tied,

And we'll do the Awarkard Dance

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!

Oh that Awkward Largward Dance

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!

Let’s do the Awkward Largward Dance

She'll be Watching You dedicated to Georgiana Turpin

Dedicated to Georgiana Turpin aka Madam Turpy the Delores Umbridge of the Conspiracy. To the tune of 'Every Breath You Take by The Police

Every oath we make

Every title we fake

Every ghoul we make

Every Tradition we break

She’ll be watching you.

At the cabaret,

Every line you say,

Every part you play

Every night you stay

She's be Marking you.

Oh, can't you see

It’s a conspiracy

She gives us lines

While we dressed to the nines.

In the Danse Macabre, I've been removed from that Elysium-place

Just that one night, the Beast raise their face

One big frenzy was one hell of a disgrace

I hate lines lines and the carpet to replace,

I keep cryin', "Please Sire, help please!"

Oh, can't you see

It’s a conspiracy

She gives us lines

To do all the times.

Every class we take

Every mistake we make

She'll been watching you

Every smile we fake

Every rule we break

She'll been Nossing you

I'll Make A Kindred Out of You Dedicated to [[ ]] as per request of Vlastislav Radev

As per request of Vlastislav Radev To the tune Mulan I'll Make a Man Out of You" Donny Osmond

Let's get down to business, to learn to vamp.

Did they send me revenants, when I asked for scamps?

You're the saddest fledglings I ever met

But you can bet before we're through

Fledglings, I'll make a Kindred out of you

Human like appearance, but a Beast within

Once you control your hunger, you can enjoy the sin

You're a spineless, pale, pathetic lot

And you haven't got a clue

Fledglings, I'll make a Kindred out of you

Be a kindred

With all the speed of celerity

Be a kindred

With all the charm of majesty

Be a kindred

With all the strength the three traditions

Mysterious as the Daaaaanse Macabre

Geesed Lightning dedicated to Vlastislav Radev

Dedicated to Vlastislav Radev Geese, To the tune of Greased Lightning

We've got Geese.

They're multiplying.

And I'm losing control.

'Cause the fire

They’s supplying,

Is Terrifying.

You better harden up,

'Cause it needs a vamp

And its eyes is set on you.

You better shape up,

You better understand

To their nature they must be true.

Its the one that goes honk

The one that goes honk! (Honk! Honk! honk!)

The one that goes honk! (Honk! Honk! honk!)

If you're feeling

Some crispy emotion,

That's too hard to convey.

Frenzy,

Away in any direction.

Baby ride the wave.

Goose Struck dedicated to Vlastislav Radev

To the tune of Thunderstruck ACDC

I was caught

In verandah of Kisaan Estate

I looked round

There was the farking goose,

My mind raced

And I thought what could I do

And I knew

There was no help, no help for me.

Sound of the Goose

The rumble of thunder

Blasted me apart

I’ve been

Goosetruck

Radev's Geese Haiku dedicated to Vlastislav Radev

Dedicated to Vlastislav Radev Geese, Haiku 5 7 5

The Geese Came for us

The fire burnt, the sound thundered,

We said shit is farked.

Songs Dedicated to Groups

All Night Society dedication to The Brisbane Court 2017

To the tune of [Piano Man] by Billy Joel

It’s time for court on a Saturday

The All Night Society shuffles in,

Rudolph and Kitty the carthians sitting next to me

On their phones: the Sexting, or cybering sin.

I get stuck with the religious nuts bags right away

So I sit and practice my tone,

I wont need to twist laments or melodies,

Coz they’ll ask for one song along,

Oh La da de da

Sing us a song old Story man,

Sing up some Cruac tonight,

‘Coz we don’t want to hold on to our humanity,

And the Crone’s Mantle will do us all right

Now Viktor the clubowner is a friend of mine,

He lets us scab drinks for free,

And he quick with punch, and gives long lunch,

And theres’ nothing else he’d rather be.

He say Gad’s I cant stand this Parliament,

They make hunting for blood so hard,

Well I’m sure I it could be better,

But it’s better than being a bard.

La la la, di da da

La la, di da da da dum

Now Meredith’s a House Roe freshie

Who’s still getting used to this unLife

She talking to Yoggy, a shadow old foggy,

Who’s been chasing Strix his whole life.

And Isobel’s practicing politics

As the blood rationing gets dear,

And I try to tell about stories,

But its not what they want to hear.

Sing us some Cruac old Crone man,

Sing up some Cruac tonight,

‘Coz we don’t want to sit and procastinate,

And the Crone’s Mantle will do us all right,

It’s a pretty good gathering for a Saturday

And the High Priestess gives the okay,

So we smack some sod who thinks he’s a god

And forget about life for today.

Get Back to the Hedonism dedicated to the Geelong SX Court

To the tune of [Get Back] by the Beatles. One of the most frenzy causing songs so far. Featuring Jakob Roe and the crew on the the Hedonism, Scavs: Vulture Hyena_CofD Issac Foxe, and The Looking Glass that got burnt down, belongs to Crystal Jade Roe

Dragovich was a Gangrel, he said he wanted vengeance.

Planned to take Geelong back,

Adam was wanker but he wasn’t patient

Went berko ’cause he couldn't wait

Jakob was courageous but he wasn’t patient

Went rushing cause he couldn't wait

Get back, Get back!

Get back to the Hedonism.

Get back, Get back!

Get back to the Hedonism.

Adam was a Gangrel, he’s the former sheriff

Promised to make Geelong pay,

Leads his group to battle, lead them off to fashion,

Never says he’s going away.

Get back, Get back!

Get back to Into the Looking Glass

Get back, Get back!

Get back to Into the Looking Glass

Scavs was a trio, in their cuddle puddle

Cotrie with a trashy schtick,

Hyena went to investigate, Foxy in his tights,

Vulture with her face real split.

Get back, Get back!

Get back to Scavenger House!

Get back, Get back!

Get back to Scavenger House!

Dragovich was a Gangrel, he said he wanted vengeance.

Planned to take Geelong back,

Get whacked, Get whacked,

Get whacked, coz you got it coming.

Get whacked, Get whacked,

Get whacked, coz you got it coming.

Strike the Strix dedicated to the Strix

To the tune of "Deck the Halls"

Strike the Strix with claws and arrows

Fa la la la la, la la hoo hoo

Tis the season to get rid of possession

Fa la la la la, la la hoo hoo

Strike them down with celerity and vigor

Fa la la la la, la la hoo hoo

Kick them out of Darwin forever

Fa la la la la, la la hoo hoo

See the fight stretch before us

Fa la la la la, la la hoo hoo

Take them down and join the chorus

Fa la la la la, la la la la, (surprise initiation)

Thank the Vics for bankrolling these measures

Fa la la la la, la la la la (or Victor can bankoll us)

Strix are gone for now and ever

Fa la la la la, la la la la (la la we hope)

Laugh until the yellow eye check is over

Fa la la la la, la la la la (la la we hope)

Filll the air with heart raging fervour

Fa la la la la, la la la la (la la we hope)

Burn the city for safety measure

Fa la la la la, la la la la (la la mind us)

Then reward for axe most valorous

Fa la la la la, la la la la (la la hoo hoo)

Friends for Dinner dedicated to all the Diabelerists

To the tune of Friends for Dinner - The Land Before Time

They just want to have friends for dinner

They want to have serpent soup

And shadowy Stew

You won't think it's funny when they chew on you

That's not a very nice thing to do,

To have friends for dinner!

They can't eat vegetables, only vitae

They’ll munch and they’ll crunch those little haunts allday.

If they just eats a Lord, wouldn't that be enough?

They would spit out savage 'cause they’re too tough

Friends for dinner

Don't want to be friends for dinner

We'd rather stay in Elysium, Haven in a tree

Party all night with the mermaids in the sea

One thing we know we don't want to be

Is friends for dinner

They’ll chew your wrist and nibble your neck

Trace the femoral artery down your leg,

Gangrel Pot Pie and Daeva Dessert

Friends for dinner

Don't want to be friends for dinner

Don't want to be Shadow A-La-Mode Or Aperiff of Haunt

Yuck!You know you've run out of luck

when you're friends for dinner

Friends for dinner Just friends for dinner

Friends for dinner!

The Sounds of Violence mostly about bootcamp run with Viktor Reynder

To the tune of [Sounds of Silence Simon & Garfunkle]

Obs-ters paradise dedicated to all the Stalkers

with assistance from Vulture dedicated to all the stalkers To the tune of [Gangsters Paradise’’ by Coolio]

As I Obs through the Rack, where I’m stalking my prey

Just a Face in the Crowd, who’ll I bite today?

What a discipline, for a stalker like me

Everyone appreciates me in the All Night Society

From the mountain of Toowoomba, to Adelaide’s Rundel mall,

Red Ledger Canberra city, To Perths burnt halls

I travelled Brisbane 13 districts, seedy streets, haunted vales,

Stalk the urban wilds and chase our favourite tails

Grab a snack, from from the sun gotta hide

Fangs drawn, Touch of Shadows take the ride,

Fool, I’m the kind stalker neonates wants to be like

Stalking all my prey, Cloak of Shadows in the moonlight

Been spending most our lives

Livin' in an Obs-ters paradise

Use Touch of Shadow once or twice

Livin' in an Obs-ters paradise

Sleeping days and hunting night,

Livin' in an Obs-ters paradise

Oubliette takes sacrifice

Livin' in an Obs-ters paradise

Keep your eye on the mark, Wraith's Presence in the dark

Stalking across the party scene, Obsed hardly seen

Cloak the Gathering neat, We never run in defeat

Touch of Deprivation, surprise attack

Bare fangs, no retreat.

Hunger calls us far,

No matter where we roam

Dead Man's Reprieve calls us to come back home

So don’t be tired, and don’t be whiney

Or brother I’ll have to Shatter the Shroud on your hiney

Tell me how can you, be so Auspexy,

Clashing of wills, is it jealousy?

Been spending most our lives

Livin' in an Obs-ters paradise

Selling bridges, put revenants on ice

Livin' in an Obs-ters paradise

Walking unseen and hitting twice

Striking from Obs-ters paradise

Tempted chance, will steal her dice,

Livin' in an Obs-ters paradise

Huntin down the vitae, Jus' me and mah blood brother,

Raised and Oubliette on Monday, soon I’ll raise another,

Night after night, rest after rest

Stalking after Marks, best of the best

The first to Obs in, the last one to leave the scene,

A flurry of limbs, a flash of teeth, obs that scream!

Some say it’s unfair, to Obs everywhere,

An Epic fight, fought, in the darkest of night

You know I don’t lose, that it’s the path that I choose

Nothing more can I state, except Oubliette’s your fate.

Been spending most our lives

Livin' in an Obs-ters paradise

Touch of Shadows half the fun, (yea right)

Livin' in an Obs-ters paradise

Invisibility with with Cloak of the Night,

Livin' in an Obs-ters paradise

You really better best think twice,

When you cross into the Obs-ters paradise

Tell me why must you be, be so Auspexy?

Calling us out, is it jealousy?

Tell me how can you see, must be Auspexy

Still, your trapped in my Oubliettey

The Birds are coming dedicated to all the people with heads in the sand

To the tune of [Beds are Burning - Midnight Oil]

Here in Yr Ysgolhaig's halls

Seekers of knowledge have it all

Life-times of books lay in store

BUT

They send us out to get them more..

We have come

We’ll find the stacks

To read and learn

But they still lack..

We have come

And they dont care

With little thought

to our welfare

Now they send us, while they sit, book learning

Harvesting secrets while the Stix are coming!

It’s all fucked.. a bit concerning..

Cataloguing secrets, while the strix are coming!

Uncounted volumes

Now with us about

Greedy for more

So, they’ll send us out

Seeking out the hidden clues

exhausting ashen avenues

Misinformation flows, like a stream

Scorch our lungs, as we breathe

We have come

Our feet are sore..

They’re lounging ’round

While we get more

It never ends

Pulling out our hair

Entitled brats..

This aint fair..

they send us, while they sit, book learning

Harvesting secrets while the stix are coming!

It’s all fucked.. a bit concerning..

Cataloguing secrets, while the strix are coming!

Dance Macabre on Daddy Shark's Boat dedicated to the Geelong SX Court 2019.

To the tune of Rockin' In Rosalie's Boat by Nick Nixon

When the sun goes down we slip out of town

Down past Queenscliff, into Port Phillip Bay

We take the mood, and a bottle o lacrima

And go the Danseing Macabre on Daddy Shark’s boat.

Well the stars are bright and there’s a moon out tonight

And into the ocean we go

And we sure make a lot of waves on the water

Dance Macabre in Daddy Shark’s boat

The night is thrillin’ and eternity we’re a killin

The Dance Macabre begins to flow

Meredith and Issac have the music playing

And the boats swaying to and fro..

Elisy honey, drunk sailing ain’t funny

Delphi’s got a watchful eye on Miles

‘Cause Jakob’s drunk and the boat’s half sunk

And we’re adrift miles out to sea..

Now Billie and Star have slipped out of sight

Did Heyna just lick a fish?

Leon’s eyes go wide, at the stuff Vulture can hide,

While [[Wallace MacDougal|Wallapus] talks philosophy with the fish..

Crystal’s relaxing with a grin of satisfaction

Coz Adrien’s got things *well in hand*

Cadence is dancing, Valentina is scanning..

..the horizon in search of dry land

The Red Priest's serving sermons and Nico's counting his sequins,

Warragul's ready to set sail

Brandon flirting and making grabby hands

As Director Mittens swishes her tail

Well the sky’s getting lighter, prospects are brighter

We’re all feeling the nights effects..

I turn to find, eyes gazing to mine

Time to get dragged, below deck

Well the stars are bright and there’s a moon out tonight

And into the ocean we go

And we sure make a lot of waves on the water

Dance Macabre in Daddy Shark’s boat

Daeva Party Night dedicated to all the Daeva

To the tune of Last Friday Night by Katy Perry

Oops I banged him to death Dedicated to Daeva

To the tune of Oops I did it again" - Britney Spears

Oops I did it again.

I just cant believe I banged him to death

Oh baby it might seem like some Awe

But that dosent means, I’m not fabulous

But what I loose my reflexes

You best not be next to me

Oh baby bay

Oops I did it agagin,

I used vigor,

I banged him to death

Oh baby baby

Oops I think that’s his skull.

I’m soaked in his blood,

And it looks like he just died

Daeva Party Night dedicated to all the Daeva

To the tune of Last Friday Night by Katy Perry

There's a body in my bed

There's a pounding in my head

Blood all over the room

Floating bodies in the pool

I smell like a cheap perfume

Hookers garrotted in the yard

Tinder what did I do?

This a hickey or a bruise?

Party from last night

Ended up online

When I screwed

Oh well

I’m a unfocused blur

But I'm pretty sure I ruled, hot damn

Last Friday night

Yeah we danced on table tops

Wearing pink booty shorts,

Then I Kissed, so you forgot

Last Friday night

I killed a Guy dedicated to all the accidental deaths

Dedicated to all the accidental deaths, to the tune of "I kissed a girl" by Katy Perry.

This was never the way I planned

Not my intention

I got hungry, the beast got out hand

Lost my discretion

It's not what, I'm used to

Too distracted for mesmerization

I'm hungry for you

Caught my attention

I killed a guy and I liked it

The taste of his blood so thick.

I killed a guy just to try it

I hope my humanity don't mind it

It felt so wrong

It felt so right

Don't mean I'm embracing tonight

I killed a guy and I liked it

I liked it

No, I don't even know your name

It doesn't matter

You're my feeding game

Just kindred nature

It's just what, some vamps do

Not how they should behave

My head gets so confused

Hard to obey

I killed a guy and I liked it

It felt so wrongIt felt so right

==Oops I banged him to death - Dedicate death by Daeva Snu Snu To the tune of Oops I did it again" - Britney Spears

Oops I did it again.

I just cant believe I banged him to death

Oh baby it might seem like some Awe

But that dosent means, I’m not fabulous

But what I loose my soveregnity

You best not be next to me

Oh baby bay

Oops I did it agagin,

I used vigor,

I banged him to death

Oh baby baby

Oops I think that’s his skull.

I’m soaked in his blood,

And it looks like he just died ….

Mother's Army Rising- dedicated to all the seers in the Circle of the Crone, Celene, Crystal, Vulture, Nora, Viktor

To the tune of Bad Moon Rising - Creedence Clearwater Revival. On the occasion of Melbourne Domain Launch.

Nozza sees a waxing gibbious moon a-rising

Vulture senses Doom on the way

Celene see storms and lightnin'

It's Revolution time that day.

Come on round tonight,

Come and take some life

The Mothers Armys on the rise

Nozza dreamed hurricanes a-blowing

Viktor know Destructionis coming soon

Vulture reads the well over flowing

Crystal hears familiar voice of rage and ruin

Come on round tonight,

Come and take some life

The Mothers Armys on the rise

Songs Dedicated to Places and Misc

Its Revolution time in Brisbane 2017- Dedicated to the Brisbane Court 2017

sung to “Christmas at Ground Zero” by Weird Al

It’s Revolution time in Brisbane

There's propaganda in the air,

The cover up is spinning and the media team are singin'

While the police sirens blare,

It’s Revolution time in Brisbane

The Parliament is pissed,

The wolves took Section 7 and now we’re regrettin, cause,

we’re all on their naughty list

You may dream of mobilizing outrage,

Or a dancing some cruac or three,

But if your looking for oppression

There’s no place else that I would rather flee

It’s crack down time in Brisbane

There's panic in the crowd

They’ve got our number, all day they loot and plunder

While the cops drag you away

You may be a socialite or a craftin

Bringing joy with your tête-à-tête

But if you travel down to Brisbane

Come on by the jail and rescue me!

It’s crack down time in Brisbane

The cops are in the street,

They’re hanging stockings, but it’s kinda shocking

cause they’re still attached to our feet.

It’s Revolution time in Brisbane

The cops are marching to and fro

They came in a-raiding all the vitae that we’re saving

While their buildings are a glow. (whoof)

It’s crack down time in Brisbane!

Now the cops are on their way..

Just take a hint they’ll throw you in the pit..

Just turn and run away

Just turn and run a-waaaaay

Christmas Time in Darwin 2018 dedicated to the Strix in Darwin

Dedicated to the Strix in Darwin - to the tune of Christmas at Ground Zero - Wierd Al

It’s Christmas time in Darwin

There’s owls out at night

The clubs are pumping, while the dancers are thumping

Getting possessed under neon light.

It’s Christmas time in Darwin

The Birds are getting pissed

Mer & Gadi took their surprise away and now we’re regrettin, cause

we’re all on their naughty list

You may dream of gangrelling

Or burning a Strix of three

But if your looking for possession

There’s no place like Darwin that I would rather flee

It’s Christmas time in Darwin

We could use Al-Sahand unposessed okay

The Owls got our number, all day they loot and plunder

While the rookery drag you away by day.

It’s Christmas time Down Under

Bringin joy with your recipie

But if you travel down under

Come on by Darwin and Rescue me!

It’s Christmas time Down Under

The Rookery are in the street

They’re hanging stockings, but it’s kinda shocking

cause they’re still attached to our feet.

It’s Christmas time in Darwin

The gangrel are marching to and fro

The’ll go a-raiding, wack all the birdies we’re a praying

While the city on fire glows

It’s Christmas time in Darwin

Now the strix are on their way..

Just take a hint they’ll throw you in the pit..

Just turn and run away

Just turn and run a-waaaaay

Do You Want To Hide A Body stolen from the internet

Stolen from the internet - To the tune of "Do you want to build a Snowman"

"Will you help me hide a body?

Come on, we can't delay

No one can see him on the floor

Get him out the door

Before he can decay"

"I thought you were my buddy

We won't get caught

Just help me and don't ask why

Will you help me hide a body?

It doesn't have to be in one piece"

My Trip to Brisbane dedicated to all visitors to Brisbane By Night

To the tune of [My Generation - The Who]

Jumped on a plane, flew into to town

(Talking about my Trip to Brisbane)

Big Brother Parliament, Lurking round

(Talking about my Trip to Brisbane)

They looked at me with eyes so cold

(Talking about my Trip to Brisbane)

Something told me I wouldn’t grow old

(Talking about my Trip to Brisbane)

My Trip to Brisbane

My Trip to Brisbane

My serene looking feeling went away

(Talking about my trip to Brisbane)

I’d be nice to eat I heard a gangrel say

(Talking about my trip to Brisbane)

Going to Elysium, and I cop a fine…

(Talking about my trip to Brisbane)

Just walking around in Old Brisbane

Talking about my Trip to Brisbane

My trip to Brisbane, My trip to Brisbane

My happy happy feeling went away.

You have happy feeling for Brisbane??

(Talking about my Trip to Brisbane)

Maybe I came out on a bad day.

Every day is a bad day in Brisbane…

Goddam corporate pirates getting rich

Talking about my Trip to Brisbane

They preying for me and I was their …..

What else could go wrong?

I woke the next day in a ditch

(Talking about my trip to Brisbane)

They beat me up and called me bitch

They stole my money and took all my stuff

Im going back to Geelong that’s enough

(Talking about my trip to Brisbane)

My Trip to Brisbane, My Trip to Brisbane

One Night In Geelong dedicated all the Geelong characters 2018

To the tune of One night in Bankok To the tune by Murray head

Geelong- Forgotten Port City

Nighttime visitors don’t know whats in store yet

The dark and dirty alley where the corruption thrives

With a show of despair from looking de lair ?

Time flies - doesn't seem a minute

Since the gangrel and the nos took up and moved in

The Dragovich minions, are massing,

The Crone a talking sacrifices as youra a passing

Could be long shadow or familiar stranger

Or you’ll find an unmarked grave...

One night in Geelong and you lose your humour

Vic’s and Cartians rule, but you don’t live for free

You will get robbed by the Lancea Sanctum

And if your’se wise then you’ll turn and flee

I didn’t see that Eddie just hacked me.

Every street is looking like another

When you’re running from a stabbing over vitae brother,

It’s a shame, it a pity, it’ really such a pity,

if overlooking the Fitzzy palace, or looking at the city.

Hey that [CofD_Hyena|Hyena] stabbed that Trickzza unprovoked!

You, need, to grow strong and tough,

Follow President Fitzzy law, or it might just get tough!

Back off I’m a [Jakob Roe|Roe] on a mission

And I’m a Domus right behind you and I’m oathin what your dishing,

Who’s bright idea was it to come here anyway,

Oh yea … Lacey’s….

One night in Geelong and you loose your honour

Not much between despair and ecstasy

You will get robbed by the Lancea Sanctum.

And the Crone will sacrifice you for free.

I can feel the Oracle Delphi staring at me.

Luna-vic knights put their minds at rest

Knowing each night being a bloody quest

But still its so much better than a foot in the door or Independent study.

Thanks gods I’m only visiting here

Just watching it all

You wouldn’t see me living in such squalor

I’d rather have a ditch or a tree in a holler

I’d take you away, My covenant invites you,

But Brisbane or Adelaide don’t excite you.

So go back to your filth and corruption

and brothels full of … oh daeva ghouls… wow…

One night in Geelong and you lose your humour

Vic’s and Cartians, but you don’t live for free

You will get robbed by the corporate Invictus

And if your’se wise then you’ll turn and flee

I didn’t feel Sheriff Meredith just torpor me.

Why cant the Mekhet Maths aka al the stupid Gangrel rumours about the other clans

To the the tune of “The Fox” by Ylvis

Lords cant swim,

Mekhet cant maths,

Shadows angst and Lords sulk,

Savages growl in domestic form, and the Nos are allergic to cats,

Sirens cant sing, Ventrue cant swim, and the Wendigo howl and howl.

But there’s a sound, not understood by vamps.

Why cant the Mekhet Math?

(Rwaaa rwwwhhaaa)

S-er-pents afraid of dark, No-o-s are allergic to cats,

Cla-an banes, can not maths, grell in puppy form,

What’s in your head? Have we misread, the limitation of your clan.

And if you need a bane, will you take more than your share-are-are-are-are-are

Will you rage out and kill-ill-ill-ill-ill-ill?

What does the Beast say

To the tune of “The Fox” by Ylvis

Serpents hiss,

Haunts go wooo,

Shadows sulks and Lords angst,

Savages growl, Khaibit sigh, and the Roegrafen roar and roar,

Sirens sing, Ventrue cant swim, and the Wendigo howl and howl.

But there’s a sound, not understood by vamps.

WHAT DOES THE BEAST SAY!?

(Rwaaa rwwwhhaaa)

Rage filled eye, hungry soul, mindless hunger, barely controlled.

Claws and fang, vigor and will, unholy aspect that kill.

What’s in your head? Have we misread. The hunger in your eyes.

And if you need a drink of blood, will you take more than your

fill-ill-ill-ill-ill, fill-ill-ill-ill-ill

Will you rage out and kill-ill-ill-ill-ill-ill?

WHAT DOES THE BEAST SAY!?

The frenzy of the Beast, the always angry,

Between the pulse and beat, you must be saying..,

Blood pumps round and round, Should we let it go…

My raging beast, speak to me… on your frenzzzzzzzy

It's time to Fly! - dedicated to all the people who walked into a hunter trap

to the tune of "Americal Pie" Don McLean

A long, long time ago –

I can barely remember how

That Humanity use to make me smile,

Still, I knew if I had my chance,

And if I could avoid those preaching lance,

Then maybe we could hang on to our Humanity for a while…

But his muscles shuddered and spine did quiver;

My claws had stabbed him through the liver.

Bad news he from us kept:

He was wired, he was bait just for us to misstep.

I can’t remember if he cried

when the I tore out his insides.

But something nailed me deep in the side,

the day, the hunter died. So..

Fark , Fark, oh, it’s time to fly!

We should Fark off before we end up like that Hunter guy.

If the gods are on side, the hunters might pass us by,

And this won’t be the day that we die…this won’t be the day that we die.

Can you make me invisible? Just lay low is farking sensible?

Does your discipline let you do so?

Well, don’t go that way: it’s a trap– were’re low on blood and I smashed me toe.

And Cloak the Gathering you don’t know!

Well I know the situation’s grim –

You saw the what the hunter did to him.

We both took off and flew…

That the masquerade we just blew...

I was flying fast, on through the muck

Me head keptsaying that our chances sucked

And I knew that we were were farked…

the day the hunter died.

I started singing…

(Chorus)

Now for three hours, we were on our own,

While the hunters torched some suckers bones

Let’s hope that’s not our destiny in the necroplii

Well, the Carthian called a guy he knew, for some vitae to heal the wounds on me

and the venture, who’d still a bloodied knee.

Oh, but while the Carthian’s head was bowed,

Hunters returned – and we was cowed.

The High Priestess rose and whirled and turned – this time none survived the cruac burns!

And while she began her dance , the vic, he practiced cutting words,

I drank a hunters called “Jen Eric” that day, the hunters died/

(Chorus)

Back in town, I met the harpy, and I asked her for status three,

But she snarked and turned away.

So I went down to the sacred store, when I’d heard the LS raised zombies before,

But the sanctified there had no body for to raise.

Then in the streets, the people screamed.

The house burned; blood flowed in streams.

The hunters followed us back; they razed the town – every shack.

Then the three folk I admire most – the prince, sheriff and the Invictos,

We said fark this we is toast,

Well we caught the last wagon towards the coast, the day, the hunter, died.

And we were singing,

Fark , Fark, oh, it’s time to fly!

We should Fark off before we end up like that Hunter guy.

If we’re lucky and we hide well, the hunters might pass us by,

And this won’t be the day that we die…this won’t be the day that we die.

Blood Sympathy dedicated to all those who have family, or the close family merit

to the tune of "Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen

Is this the blood bond?

Is this just fantasy?

Caught in a clan ,

No escape from the family

Open your eyes

Look up to the skies and scream,

I'm just a fresh embrace, I feel blood sympathy

Because I'm easy frenzy, hungry go

A little high, little low

Hit me with some vigor, doesn't really break bood sympatheeee

Bite like a Vamp

To the tune of "Fight Like a Girl - Minecraft"

Don't judge me by my clan

Don't judge me by my cov

Don't judge me by my face

Or the bit of missing my nose

Don't judge me by my house

Or my titles or my hype

Just judge me by the way that I bite!

bite, bite - bite, bite like a vamp.

bite, bite - bite, bite like a vamp.

Don't judge me by my friends

or judge my blood sorcery

don't judge me by my disciplines

or the things you cannot see

don't judge me if I’m wrong

or if I’m always right

just judge me by the way that I bite

bite, bite - bite, bite like a vamp.

bite, bite - bite, bite like a vamp

The Sounds of Violence

mostly about bootcamp run with Viktor Reynder [Sounds of Silence Simon & Garfunkle]

Song by Other IC/OOC

Gaspar dedicated to Gaspar Acosta Da Blanca

By Mick Atwell, To the tune of

Are you ready kids "Aye Aye Captain"

I Can't hear you "AYE AYE CAPTAIN"

Ohh...

Who lives in a Mountain next to Toowoomba

"UNCLE GASPAR"

Piratical with claws, cranky is he

"UNCLE GASPAR"

If nautical nonsense be something you wish

"UNCLE GASPAR"

Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish

"UNCLE GASPAR"

READY

UNCLE GASPAR

UNCLE GASPAR

UNCLE GASPAR

Trollin dedicated to Uncle Gadi

By Meredith Winchester-Roe To the tune of (Air Raid Vehicle) Trollin'

alright Kindred keep on trollin' baby you know what time it is

Uncle Gadi keep on trollin' baby

move in, now move out hands up or hands down back up,

back up tell me what ya gonna do now breathe in,

now breathe out hands up or hands down back up,

back up tell me what ya gonna do now

keep trollin’, trollin’, trollin’, trollin’ (what)

keep trollin’, trollin’, trollin’, trollin’ (come on)

keep trollin’, trollin’, trollin’, trollin’ (yeah)

keep trollin’, trollin’, trollin’, trollin’

Uncle Gadi is right here people in the house put them hands in the air

cause if you don't care, then we don't care 1, 2, 3,

times two to the six jonesin' for your fix of that Boot Camp mix so

where the fuck you at punk, shut the fuck up and back the fuck up,

while we rile you the fuck up,

move in now move out knees up or get down back up,

back up tell me what ya gonna do

Nozza step in, Nozza step out put your claws up or hands down back up, back up tell me what ya gonna do now

keep trollin’, trollin’, trollin’, trollin’ (what)

keep trollin’, trollin’, trollin’, trollin’ (come on)

keep trollin’, trollin’, trollin’, trollin’ (yeah)

keep trollin’, trollin’, trollin’, trollin’

you wanna mess with Uncle Gadi (yeah)

you can't mess with Uncle Gadi (why)

because we push you on every night (oh)

and this Parliament thing right here (uh, huh)

yo we're pushin’ it all the time (what) so you better get some intel

and some better rhymes (dough) we gotta get the gang set so

don't sign that thing yet twenty four seven better take a rain check

old sellout soldiers blastin' out the shit laws

that give you black shit for puttin' blood in your mouth

now move in, now move out hands up or hands down back up,

back up tell me what ya gonna do now breathe in,

now breathe out hands up or hands down back up,

back up tell me what ya gonna do now

keep trollin’, trollin’, trollin’, trollin’ (come on)

keep trollin’, trollin’, trollin’, trollin’ (what)

keep trollin’, trollin’, trollin’, trollin’ (yeah)

keep trollin’, trollin’, trollin’, trollin’ hey ladies,

hey fellas and the all night society, all the lovers,

all the haters and all the people that call themselves shadows

Mama Fitzy, Daddy Fitzy and the people rollin’ up all glitzy

Hey elders, neonate boppers and others in between

now move in, now move out hands up or hands down back up,

back up tell me what ya gonna do now there’s a whale in your pool,

Uncle Gadi moves in, mud on his boots crush the flower petals,

back up tell me what ya gonna do now to keep the troll out

keep trollin’,

trollin’, trollin’, trollin’ (yeah)

keep trollin’, trollin’, trollin’, trollin’ (what)

keep trollin’, trollin’, trollin’, trollin’ (come on)

keep trollin’, trollin’, trollin’, trollin’