Twelve Minute Song

This is a tale of the not at all distant present, and the twelve subsequent minutes thereafter
As our band of merry bandsmen, who are blacksmiths, who stick to their blacksmithing
Go to win the battle that they need to win
A battle against the Blacklord’s repression, and haunting odours
One plan to win, not to lose

To win, win the battle, of the story, of the song, of the album, of this band, of the Tower, of the Fire
Yes. I believe that some of the previously mentioned things will probably occur.

Our destination is twelve minutes away and we’ve already been walking two or three
And at the end is the end of our journey and the middle bits are all in between
And we plan to walk the walk for the whole way even if it takes twelve minutes from our day
But this quest it is the best and it will pay; our glory quest it’s glorious; the quest for glory
Glory, G-L-O-R-Y glory

Tick tick tick tock

We walk for twelve minutes, it’s twelve minutes away
And you will listen as these minutes each decay (each decay)

Place one foot and then the next and then repeat, that is how we walk upon our walking feet
And we also have to sometimes bend our knees, and we tend to lift our thighs as we please
Step by step we go towards the desired place, until suddenly we wind up lost in space
Oh wait it turns out it’s not space, but we thought that it was definitely space
Space, G-L-O-R-Y space

Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tock

We walk for twelve minutes, it’s twelve minutes away
We spend your twelve minutes, twelve minutes goes to waste
Yes it takes twelve minutes, and it should have taken eight
Twelve minutes twelve mins twelve mini mini mini minet
Twelve minet

We don’t want the mosh bus to ever break down / Not far to go, what is the time

Eight it fills me up with hate because it’s not so great and I think it’s getting late
‘cause twelve is taking such a long long long long time
Eight and a half and singing’s getting tough ‘cause comin’ up with stuff is starting to feel rough
But this will become a twelve minute song

Surprise, we were tellin’ lies, about the runnin’ time, it’s thirteen in disguise
And this bit only makes it longer and it doesn’t fit the song, why did we ever even bother
This will become twelve minutes long

This is become twelve minute song (eleven minute ZOMG)

I bet you thought that this song wasn’t twelve, this song wasn’t twelve minutes
As you can see that you are most correct, it will become thirteen minutes
We can’t believe that we fooled you again and that you waste time on this shit
We have been copying from the first one and can’t believe you are still listening

It’s just a total fuckin’ rip, and we can’t believe we got you, but it has become ...
This has become “Eleven Minute ZOMG”