I think songs have more chorus and are a tad shorter. But as always, it depends on the song.
All we need now is to have somebody make a song with those lyrics and we're in the musical business.
Edit: I am sorry to Dorsidwarf and Wasara for not getting a chance at this fort. As we can see, Sprin managed to kill it off and we're now preparing for Necrothreat III. If you decide to join us there, I might give priority (Logistics!) to you.
Well, I tried again. Is this a more realistic song?
The hero will come in flame and fire
Amidst the ruins he’ll wander;
Hear his footsteps on the ground,
They boom and then resound.
Despair, all ye dead, despair and die,
Descend to hell, forever to cry.
Oh, his feet leave prints of fire on turf
His spear is lightning truly forged;
He wields it in his iron-shod hand,
It hovers o’er the shadowed land.
Despair, all ye dead, despair and die,
Descend to hell, forever to cry.
Now hear his voice, so old and deep,
It booms in halls that long were disused.
Oh, see his figure pass by doors
Where Forumites once fought their wars.
Despair, all ye dead, despair and die,
Descend to hell, forever to cry.
Now smell the smoke that this man smells,
And see the fires ablaze with light;
Believe the things he sings about,
Of bravery, the virtues that count.
Despair, all ye dead, despair and die,
Descend to hell, forever to cry.
Again his foot strikes stone
Just like his spear once struck bone.
His feet are set upon a path,
None are safe from his wrath. Oh!
Despair, all ye dead, despair and die,
Descend to hell, forever to cry.
He sits inside the merry lighting
Of a camp fire that he has made.
He looks deep into the ruby depths,
Their ringing flame makes fiery steps.
Despair, all ye dead, despair and die,
Descend to hell, forever to cry.
He looks upon the spiral stair
And death is in his eyes;
He drops his spear into the mud
And mounts that first fire-rimmed stud.
Despair, all ye dead, despair and die,
Descend to hell, forever to cry.
The foot-falls now strike up the flame,
Erasing all his earthly pain.
He rises higher, our hero,
He vanquishes his pain, his sorrow.
Despair, all ye dead, despair and die,
Descend to hell, forever to cry.
Our hero strides amongst the clouds,
His feet are free of sin,
He is a Forumite of Necrothreat
And onwards his path is set.
Beware his vengeance, he sings a tale
Of life, of death, of all that’s real.
Despair, all ye dead, despair and die,
Descend to hell, forever to cry.