Four songs and album art have been discovered for a Critmas album.
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Track listing:
- Winter's Crest Festival Time (sung by Pumat Sol)
- Silent Mind (sung by Imogen)
- Twelve Days of Grogmas (sung by Grog and Pike)
- It's Critmas (sung by the CR cast)
Lyrics to Silent Mind:
Silent mind, peaceful night
All is calm, all is quiet
Moon above us and storm passing by
Hold your loved ones close by your side
Dream in comfort and peace,
Dream in comfort and peace.
Silent mind, peaceful night,
Take a breath, feel alive
Hear the Winter’s Crest theater outside
Singing songs as we sit by the fire
Sharing holiday joy,
Sharing holiday joy.
Silent mind, peaceful night
Welcome guests, shine a light
Join together from places afar
Always grateful for all that we are
Friends forever we’ll be,
Friends forever we’ll be
Further details to come...
Fan made compilations gathered from Beacon chat
(rewritten lyrics from The Pogues - A Fairytale of New York)
by FaeolinTheWildElf
(Yasha to Beau)
It was Winters Crest, babe, on the Balleater,
Molly I remembered, “Won’t see another one”
And then the words came to me, he said “Lond may he Reign”
I let the tears fall, and dreamed about him.
(Beau to Yasha)
But we’re the lucky ones, remember what we’ve done
I had a feeling, that year was for all the crew
So, Happy Winters Crest, I love you, baby
We all saw a better time when all our dreams came true
(Jester & Fjord)
They’ve got carts used as bars, they’ve got rivers of gold
My Mom’s singing will thrill you, it’s no place for the old
When you first took my hand on that Sydenstars’s eve
You promised me chaos was following you (Hi Artie!)
(Essek & Caleb & Both)
You were handsome, you were floating, Shadowhand show boating,
When I held up the Luxon, you almost went into shock
The Bright Queen was proclaiming, all your neighbours complaining
The Xhorhaus was glowing, we had a party!
(All Mighty Nein)
The mages of The Cerberus Assembly panicked, through all the days,
The Volstruckers we’ve beaten up. and Trent’s insane
(Veth to Everyone)
You’re a barbarian, you’re a monk,
You’re a helpless weak junk
Lying there almost dead in Ukatoas funk
You cleric, heal faster,
You non-healing disaster
It’s Winter’s Crest, Caleb
In your tower we’ll be fed.
(All Mighty Nein)
The mages of The Cerberus Assembly panicked, through all the days,
The Volstruckers we’ve beaten up. and Trent’s insane
(Lucien & Molly & Kingsley & All three)
“I could have been someone”
Well, so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I became you
I threw them out of me,
So none would ever know
We couldn’t make it all alone,
we become someone new*
(Everyone)
The Nine Eyes of the Genesis Ward,
stopped living, on that day
We found our path on that Duscar’s day.
(rewritten version of 'Jingle Bells)
by Marypuns
Dashing through the snow
Get the fuck out of our way
We have got to go
A dragon's on the way!
(Oh shit, fuck!)
We're trying not to scream
As we run for our lives
Some sicko rolled the dice
And tossed us in this fight
Oh! Gel-i-don, Gel-i-don
She's flying our way
Oh, we'll keep trying not to die
As we try to get away
(Hey!)
Gel-i-don, Gel-i-don
Nightmare in Ivory
Oh, please Gods don't let us die
(Why'd you do this, Ash-o-lee?)
and
Chetney got run over by a reindeer
Walking home one night on Winter’s Crest.
He really should have squashed his beef with Santa.
Instead he put his patience to the test.
(revised songs below by me)
Carol of the Hells
We are the Hells, first word is Bell’s
New thing today, spells gone away
Danger around, hunting us down
Night into morn, Ruidus born
Seeming to be part of the key
for ending of Exandria.
Chetney and wood fighting for good
(Ex)Zandria’s flat. Pâté the rat.
More than a fey, what’s Fearne today?
Orym, I mean, total ‘short king’
optional backup refrain
Oootooohan keeps on fucking with us (x2)Meeting the gods. What are the odds?
Merry, merry, merry, merry Critmas
Merry, merry, merry, merry Critmas
Fucks up with that? I’m not a cat
Alarm is set. (Is) zit Thursday yet?
Plank King Kingsley (Good King Wenceslas)
Kingsley the Plank King looked down
at his feets uneven
then his trouser pants fell down
and his butt was steamin'
All the people laughed and cried
at his but a-steamin'.
When he tried to pull them up
he slipped and fell
On. His. Butt.
What Was Once the Robit F.C.G. (Once in Royal David's City)
What was once the robit F.C.G.
Now are scraps and part of their head
"It's okay, my friends have saved me."
Last words 'fore their eyes turned red
Chetney got run over by a Silgoat
(by FaeolinTheWildElf)
Chetney got run over by a Silgoat,
Walking home on eve of Winter’s Crest.
Fearne and I aren’t sure that we believe him,
But that is what his speak with dead professed.
He’d been drinking Sandkheg’s Hide
And we begged him not to go (don’t go Chetney)
But he forgot it was a full moon
And then staggered at the door with Fearne in tow.
When we found him on Crest’s morning
At the scene of the attack (let me tell you something)
He had hoof prints round his waistline
And incriminating horn marks on his back.
Chetney got run over by a Silgoat,
Walking home on eve of Winter’s Crest.
Fearne and I aren’t sure that we believe him,
But that is what his speak with dead professed.
Now we’re all so proud of ourselves
We’ve been taking this so well
Watch us in here reminiscing
Playing cards and drinking Shanks with Dorian
It’s not Winter’s Crest without Chetney
All his toy’s sit on a rack
And we just can’t help but wonder
Should we share out all the gold that’s in his pack? (gold in his pack!)
Chetney got run over by a Silgoat,
Walking home on eve of Winter’s Crest.
Fearne and I aren’t sure that we believe him,
But that is what his speak with dead professed.
Now the goat is on the table
And Fearne has sobered up at last
Laudna’s making shadow puppets
As we laugh at the C-pop flag we left half-mast
We warned all our friends and enemies
Better watch out for your own (Not Ludinus)
“They should never give a licence, no
To someone who drives a sleigh and plays with gnomes”
Chetney got run over by a Silgoat,
Walking home on eve of Winter’s Crest.
Fearne and I aren’t sure that we believe him,
But that is what his speak with dead professed.
Chetney got run over by a Silgoat,
Walking home on eve of Winter’s Crest.
Fearne and I aren’t sure that we believe him,
(Fearne and I are sure no one will confess)