Falconshield - Skirmish - Shadow Arcade lyrics

Miss Fortune Just take a seat, hun, I'm popping off, like I'm a light gun, Miss Fortune's here to have some fun, Engaging in this Duck Hunt, I'll tear up all your pixels, With these super powered pistols, You're scared of me like Fiddle, Strutting around my lane a little, You'll hear a "pop, pop" and drop goes your mop top, I short hop these swamp crocs and "Pitfall!" you dumb jocks, You throw a tantrum or a barrell, then you know the rules, This lady's on your track and Fortune doesn't favor fools, Hecarim Hear my hooves; be despaired and amazed, The might of the Shadow Isles? More like Shadow Arcade, I'm ahead of my peers; I obliterate the track, You see my horsemen of fear; this Robot Unicorn Attacks, I'm the slicer and dicer; my scythe, the divider, Weak rats in the pack are controlled by this piper, And though this Fantasy's your Final, You can't see past the salt, If you're quivering in fear, Or you're just Bravely Default, You see I'm vicious like Warwick and slightly less feral, Don't need a Kong or Ateliers, with Gragas I barrel, And once I've carved you to cutlets; pray your suffering ends there, You're getting trampled by a stallion and you're just a Flanders Mare. Sona Shut up, already; I'm just setting up my macros, This keyboard warrior; she just lives to get your aggro, I show up in the lane, it's time to base and get your stitches, I support every day, and yet I carry all you b**hes, What's that little glow? It's Sona, yo, k**er OTGs, hella Air Game, bro, In the lane, I rule, man you already know, That there ain't no way in hell you will see EVO, You're getting #rekt by Ralph, man; best believe you're losing mad quick, And though I'm not Poison, all you baddies can s** my joystick, BOSS_TIER You are not prepared, Behold, this wave of destruction upon the land, Valoran understands the might of this Master Hand, Engaging in battles, these heroes are such a bore, I'll delight in making them little marks on the floor, Think me small, think my ambitions meager, Think thee my equal? None rival Veigar, -- My decree from the stars; my will be done, Is anyone worthy? I say not even one, Be you born of dragons or a warrior of light, All will bow before this emperor's might, You've come all this way, oh what as ha**le, Seeking your damsel? She's in another castle, Belive me to be crazy; Psycho Crushing like Bison, There's no escape; I am the Event Horizon