Since the other post whas moved to spam.


Now, this is a story all about how
our life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how we became the ruler of a Island called Iceland

In Europa born and raised
On the battlefield was where we spent most of my days
killing' out conqeuring' taking crystals' all cool
And all sending some sqauds to relic , which we took.
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Started moving units to our relic
We got in one little fight and our mom got scared

"You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Iceland." we whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror. If anything we could say that this cab was rare, but we thought, "Nah, forget it. Yo, holmes to Iceland!" we pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and we yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes smell ya later!" Looked at our kingdom we was finally there, to sit on our throne as ruler of iceland.