McCool's Tavern - Freeport 1

[Dane Summers]

Dane looked up, still nodding his head an keeping beat, gave a wink at Doc signaling that he would, and then just continued singing. with every verse, his voice got steadily louder, as the emotion within fueld the song. It was always catharsis with Dane...the cleansing, the rebirth, and the pure release of all the emotions that always threatened to overwhelm him.

"To. All. That. Love. I've. Lost....Hey...Just tryin' to play Boss..."

"To. All. Those. Friends. Ive~~~'hurt~~~~.....oooooooooh'I treated 'em like~~~~~ dirt...."

"ooooooo'and all those words that I spewed! Nothing Sacred! Nothing true!

"To. All. These. Ghosts. I've~~~Turned~~~~~'well~~~~~~'Im ready now...to burn..."

"And I've already suffered...I want you to know...that i'm ridin' on hell's hot flames...

"...comin' up from below..."

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