Strange, because down here in the Legendary depths of our Team Fortress, we are just having a party!
Sorry, there's no pointy ears allowed, unless you are a goblin. I'll let you listen to one track though.
(to the tune of POD - Youth of a Nation)
Here's what the DJ was spinnin'
"Last day of his little Elf life
Facin' top tier Nurgle
with the blood in their eye"
"He didn't run it down the center
he just set his hair,
no worry or a hurry, from the stench in the air"
"Unaware of the pressure on his teammates foo'
you didn't see I had those claws out
till they ran you through"
"But who knew that this game wasn't like the rest,
instead of beating the best,
I took two pow to my chest"
"Call me vain, but at the time I was runnin'
then I couldn't hear nothin'
Except the beating and drummin' "
"Then I saw his tentacles out for hugs,
and maybe for a moment
I forgot who I was"
"It doesn't matter
cause I joined the cause
and its all because"
"We are, we are the
Rot of the Nation
We are, we are the
Rot of a Nation"