Filk
Filk below the cut. Just as with the song it's filking, the title character bears no resemblance to oxfordgirl's character beyond having a very Fidelian name. Written out because it started earworming me on the cycle back from lunch today. (Also crossposted to lrpdrabbles.)
Who made me the cleric I am today
The priest of the Teacher that everyone cheers
Who's the Yugorskian who made me that way
The greatest that ever had blood in her ears
One paladin to credit
One paladin to blame
And Lydiena Miroslavna Kasadyenka is her name, hey!
Lydiena Miroslavna Kasadye-
I am never forget the day I first meet the great Kasadyenka. In one word she tell me secret of success in religion. Sacrifice!
Sacrifice!
Even townsmen or cossacks suffice
Make each and every thwack precise
Don't just hack it thrice
But sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrifice
Only be sure always to call it please "divine judgement".
And ever since I meet with her
My life is not the same
And Lydiena Miroslavna Kasadyenka is her name, hey!
Lydiena Miroslavna Kasadye-
I am never forget the day I am given first original supplication to perform. It was on theological and metaphysical ramifications of relative morality of infinitely compassionate deities. This I know from nothing. But, I think of great Kasadyenka and I get idea - ah ha!
I know a Merchant priest
Whose brother works in Feast
Whose best friend's man in Havocstan
was recently released
His sister's husband's men
Have Fallen cult of ten
Who're pacted to a demon who
Is writing a pamphlet again
And when his work is done - ha ha! - begins the fun
From cultists, now dead, via mameluks instead
Then through Havocstan via the Imam
Through Flambard, Tritoni, Malathians, a pony
In books to Rukh, to Feast, to priests
To me the news will run
Yes, to me the news will run
And then I pray, by night and day
And afternoon, and pretty soon
The demon's smited by some rocks
When they find out he's orthodox
And who made me a big success
And brought me wealth and fame
Lydiena Miroslavna Kasadyenka is her name, hey!
Lydiena Miroslavna Kasadye-
I am never forget the day my first book is published. Every chapter I stole from somewhere else. Index I copy from the Book of Varas.
This book - this book was sensational!
Mill'en Eagle - well, Eagle say "mumble mumble rhubarb it stinks."
Ah, but New World Pioneer. Pioneer said "expletive invective pleonastic euphemism it stinks."
Pigskin Children bought the performing rights for three hundred Marks,
Changing title to "Axe Me No Questions"
with Jean de Winter playing part of Hierophant
And who deserves the credit
And who deserves the blame
Lydiena Miroslavna Kasadyenka is her name!
(Original lyrics taken from http://www.guntheranderson.com/v/data/lobachev.htm.)
Who made me the cleric I am today
The priest of the Teacher that everyone cheers
Who's the Yugorskian who made me that way
The greatest that ever had blood in her ears
One paladin to credit
One paladin to blame
And Lydiena Miroslavna Kasadyenka is her name, hey!
Lydiena Miroslavna Kasadye-
I am never forget the day I first meet the great Kasadyenka. In one word she tell me secret of success in religion. Sacrifice!
Sacrifice!
Even townsmen or cossacks suffice
Make each and every thwack precise
Don't just hack it thrice
But sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrifice
Only be sure always to call it please "divine judgement".
And ever since I meet with her
My life is not the same
And Lydiena Miroslavna Kasadyenka is her name, hey!
Lydiena Miroslavna Kasadye-
I am never forget the day I am given first original supplication to perform. It was on theological and metaphysical ramifications of relative morality of infinitely compassionate deities. This I know from nothing. But, I think of great Kasadyenka and I get idea - ah ha!
I know a Merchant priest
Whose brother works in Feast
Whose best friend's man in Havocstan
was recently released
His sister's husband's men
Have Fallen cult of ten
Who're pacted to a demon who
Is writing a pamphlet again
And when his work is done - ha ha! - begins the fun
From cultists, now dead, via mameluks instead
Then through Havocstan via the Imam
Through Flambard, Tritoni, Malathians, a pony
In books to Rukh, to Feast, to priests
To me the news will run
Yes, to me the news will run
And then I pray, by night and day
And afternoon, and pretty soon
The demon's smited by some rocks
When they find out he's orthodox
And who made me a big success
And brought me wealth and fame
Lydiena Miroslavna Kasadyenka is her name, hey!
Lydiena Miroslavna Kasadye-
I am never forget the day my first book is published. Every chapter I stole from somewhere else. Index I copy from the Book of Varas.
This book - this book was sensational!
Mill'en Eagle - well, Eagle say "mumble mumble rhubarb it stinks."
Ah, but New World Pioneer. Pioneer said "expletive invective pleonastic euphemism it stinks."
Pigskin Children bought the performing rights for three hundred Marks,
Changing title to "Axe Me No Questions"
with Jean de Winter playing part of Hierophant
And who deserves the credit
And who deserves the blame
Lydiena Miroslavna Kasadyenka is her name!
(Original lyrics taken from http://www.guntheranderson.com/v/data/lobachev.htm.)