Welcome to Gaia! :: View User's Journal | Gaia Journals

 
 

View User's Journal

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING JOURNAL MAY CONTAIN SCANTILY CLAD WOMEN DOING PROVACITIVE THINGS!
or...this journal may not contain scantily clad women doing provactive things but that just sounds alot better.
Hark! Hear the Wails.
Hark! Hear the bells.
Sad silver bells.
In Lordaeron,
But they are gone.

Arthas he came,
man of great fame.
To the old throne,
all made of stone.
Ding-dong-ding-dong, that is our song.
No more ringing, and so we sing.

Killed father dear.
Thus, no more cheer.
Details are vague,
but brought the plague.
Wish they would sound, bells on the ground.
Through the city, quite a pity.
Dead sleeping deep, and so we weep.
No more ringing and so we sing.

There is no joy, in the veil of winter.
There is no joy, in the veil of winter.

On, on they send.
To our dark end.
Chimes from the past,
are fading fast.
Hark! Hear the bells, sad silver bells,
all seem to say, thou we betray.
On, on they send.
To our dark end.
Chimes from the past,
are fading fast.
Ding-dong-ding-dong!





 
 
Manage Your Items
Other Stuff
Get GCash
Offers
Get Items
More Items
Where Everyone Hangs Out
Other Community Areas
Virtual Spaces
Fun Stuff
Gaia's Games
Mini-Games
Play with GCash
Play with Platinum