Oliolli has completed Titleth Tettush, a alunite song conversion!
Alright, this may need explaining:
Some time ago, I posted a dwarfier version of "Still Alive" here. It got a rather good reception, so I thought: "Maybe I could try to do this to another song as well!"
So that is what I have done.
I have turned
this song into a dwarfier version of itself.
The dwarfy version is here:
To the fortress I moved
to clean fish.
But they're making me move
these rocks.
And they don't pay me enough
to get by.
The smiths are living royally.
The dwarfs here are content
but we could be ecstatic
if we could be rid
of economy
that keeps us away from nice things.
I am the dwarf who hauls all the stone
that ascends to me from down below.
They come up
and I haul them around
'till they fit in the piles like -pig tail sock-s.
Sometimes it seems that the dump pile is full
and I have no place to put this rock
Then I see, I must have missed it,
a nice big hole right over here.
Can I have some more work please?
Hauling rocks just seems too dull.
I am the dwarf who hauls all the stones
that keep rising from the mine below.
Urist, you're right!
The nobles just might
need submerging into the magma sea
I get so bored while hauling the rocks
but the count just won't let me clean fish.
But the dwarves here will rise!
We... Hold on, drink time,
but we all know the count just has to die!
Long live engraver, carve the halls,
We adore the cheese on our walls!
I am the dwarf who now crafts the stone
that the countess hauls from down below
The food on your plate
was made by the dyer,
sorry, it is no longer masterwork
I have no choice in crafting the stone,
what the collective hive-mind orders, goes.
The rule of the game
is we all are expendable
but my sacrifice will not be in vain.
Long live mechanic, he hates you.
Stay out of his way or he will magma you!
I am the dwarf who brews all the plants
That are gathered by the fisher dwarf
They come in three-stacks,
and are all dimple cups
but the fishers are not professionals.
I am the dwarf who now leads the troops
who will make all the goblins keep away
The Elf-king is dead
and the world has gone red!
Let us point all our spears at the human race.
We have won yet another war
We shall breach the adamantine wall!
I am the dwarf who builds all the walls
that are sealing the survivors in.
HFS is free
yet alive are we.
I now farm, brew and haul
in a 7 by 7 cave with five.
We need more space
so we're making our ways
into the caverns
right down below
We only have one pick
To it we must stick.
I am the dwarf who mines our way down!
Tha cavern is big
We can now live
by the plants
that we find down here.
Maybe we will survive,
perhaps we will even thrive!
I am the dwarf who kills all the olms
that try to attack us in these caves.
What with all the killing
I think I have no feelings
Why should I care for my dead wife?
What with all the killing
I think I have no feelings
Why should I care for my dead wife?
And my son
And my friends?
And now we prosper here,
and dozens live,
the cavern now is holey
Even if
we are inbred
Who cares? We live quite well.
We have a still right over there,
a carpente, a mason here,
a kitchen and a farm somewhere.
We even have our own tree farm.
Adn the surface is sealed off.
The immigrants who come here, die.
'Cause the demons are still here.
We will start the industry,
maybe powered by magma.
All of us praise the mark of the holy cheese!
Oops, magmaaaa...
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