Flee, Brownrider

Kassima: "I've made myself a promise to torment Mart until one of us goes *between* for the last time. It's a noble goal, really. And how often does it happen in life that a noble goal can be so much sharding fun?"

Flee, Brownrider

There he flees-- 
That poor brownrider. 
He's headed for the hills, 
He's running fast, because he's being chased by some Bendenites. 

They're gaining on him, so he'd better look alive-- 
They're coming right for him, and they're wielding lots of knives!
The odds are stacked against him; he knows he'll never beat these two.
You bet your life, brownrider--
You'll soon be through.

Flee, Brownrider,
Flee, Brownrider--
Flee, Brownrider, fleeee!

He's off and flying, hopefully before they can attack;
If he can escape them, he's likely never coming back.
Safety is waiting just ahead....

Flee, Brownrider,
Flee, Brownrider--
Flee, Brownrider, fleeee!

				---Written by Kassima

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