Wings of Fire song that I made!!! (not literally I used Sumo!))

Instructions

Press the green flag then press the play button! (The big one in the corner!!!) Its kinda bad Don't blame me I tried to make it better!!! :D Lyrics: [Intro] Yeah... turn the headphones up. We talking about a continental hustle. A total corporate restructuring of Pyrrhia, signed with a fake signature. Morrowseer... we see you. Let’s go. [Verse 1: The Three Sisters & The Setup] Look, Pyrrhia’s locked in a twenty-year feud, The whole entire continent is in a terrible mood. Burn, Blister, Blaze—yeah, they tearing up the land, Nobody can agree on who deserves the crown command. Then a massive black dragon steps out of the smoke, Looking real mysterious, treating war like a joke. He pulls out a scroll, says it’s written in the sky, But the whole entire document is just a slick lie! He said, "Look at the moons, see 'em shining so bright? Five magical leaders gonna hatch on this night!" But it’s a real estate hustle, yeah, he’s cooking the books, Just a giant fake prank run by mythological crooks! [Chorus] Hold up, wait—Morrowseer, stop! You can't just drop a script and expect it to pop! You’re out here changing destiny, acting so grand, But you're breaking every law in the dragon land! Hey, Bubba, you can't do that! (What? No!) Yeah, Bubba, you can't do that! [Verse 2: The Underground Incarceration] So he takes five kids, locks 'em under a rock, Gives 'em three strict guardians watching the clock. Kestrel is yelling, Dune is making 'em fight, Webs is just stressed, trying to make it look right. They’re eating gross cows from a subterranean pool, While Morrowseer’s watching, thinking he’s real cool. He wanted compliant little puppets on strings, To do what he says and install puppet kings. But they bonded as a family under that dome, They made their own rules in that underground home. Now they're ride-or-die loyal, they don't care about your plot, The second they break out, your whole strategy is shot! [Chorus] Hold up, wait—Morrowseer, stop! You can't just drop a script and expect it to pop! You’re out here changing destiny, acting so grand, But you're breaking every law in the dragon land! Hey, Bubba, you can't do that! (No way!) Yeah, Bubba, you can't do that! [Verse 3: The Substitute Disaster] Let’s talk about the logistics, because the drama is deep, Your secret agents fell asleep on the sleep. The SkyWing egg broke—man, that’s a total misplace, So you had to find a quick substitute for the space. You grabbed a little RainWing, thought she’d just lay around, The most overlooked tribe that could ever be found. But you brought a ticking time bomb right into the base! Glory’s spitting that venom right into your face! Tsunami’s throwing hands, she’s unleashing the flood, Clay’s protecting his friends, protecting his blood. Starflight’s too smart, he figured out the design, And Sunny’s pure heart completely shattered your line! [Bridge: The NightWing Real Estate Scam] ? (Siren Sounds / Beat Half-Times into a Dark, Heavy Stomp) ? Let’s look at the motive, let’s look at the files, You didn’t care about peace across three thousand miles. Your volcanic island was a toxic wasteland, With ash in the air and no prey on the sand. You just needed a home, needed Starflight to comply, So you built a massive matrix on a fabricated lie. Fraud on a continental scale—that’s a high-tier crime! Kidnapping royal heirs, you should be doing some time! You gaslit the Talons, made 'em think it was fate, But you're just an angry landlord with a bad island state! [Verse 4: The Climax & The Reality Check] No backup plan, just a big scary face, Till a bunch of pre-teens came and took over the place. They didn’t follow the rhymes, didn’t follow the cues, They went and chose a completely different queen for the news! You stood in the cave, trying to scream and command, Insisting that the prophecy was legally planned. But the ground started shaking, the smoke started to rise, And the ultimate truth hit you right in the eyes. [Outro] Yeah... you thought you were a 5D chess master, huh? Thought you were a genius playwright? Then the volcano went BOOM. Total annihilation. You got taken out by your own motivation! Can't run a scam on fate, man. Next time, don't write the script, Bubba. You literally... can't... do... that.