The Barrow Downs Musical.

[Gelmir]

“Living is murder” To the tune of “Carrot juice is murder” by the Arrogant worms.

Listen up corpses and dead things,
Come here my desperate tale
I speak of our friends of graveyards,
Trapped in the dirt like a jail
Barrow Wights live in oppression,
Sent to sleep by Bombadill
This sleeping of Wights is madness,
I say we take up the fight
Living is only for murderers,
Surviving’s a fascist regime
Don’t think downers don’t have feelings,
just cause the skeletons can’t scream

I’ve heard the screams of the Barrow Wights,
Watching their skins being peeled
Rotting and stinking with no mercy..
How do you think that feels?
Autopsies constitute murder.
Grave yards, prisons for slaves
It’s time to stop all this living.
let’s call the Witch king to help.

I saw a man living happily,
So I beat him black and blue
If he ever draws a breath again,
I’ll bite him clean in two
I’m a political prisoner,
Trapped in a windowless grave
’cause I stopped the burning of corpses,
By killing five men in a rage
I told the judge when he sentenced me,
this is my finest hour..
I’d kill those undertakers again,
just to make one more barrow Wight

I’ve heard the screams of the Barrow Wights,
Watching their skins being peeled
Rotting and stinking with no mercy..
How do you think that feels?
Autopsies constitute murder.
Grave yards, prisons for slaves
It’s time to stop all this living.
let’s call the Witch king to help

How much as people do we dare to give
Making our children bleed and still live
Untie your cremated, uncage your skeletons
Let Barrow Wights free, don’t mash that brain!

I’ve heard the screams of the Barrow Wights,
Watching their skins being peeled
Rotting and stinking with no mercy..
How do you think that feels?
Autopsies constitute murder.
Grave yards, prisons for slaves
It’s time to stop all this living.
let’s call the Witch king to help
Come and help! Come and Help!