I was second mate on Hera's Dream, a freighter of the line.
We were shipping precious metals to the colony on Nine.
It was on the second watch of that most uneventful flight,
When the pirate ships appeared out of the night.

Now to me there was no question, for they had us four to one,
And you can't fight dirty pirates when your freighter has no gun.
So we stood by to be boarded by a party yet unseen,
When another ship appeared upon our screen.

First we thought it just a pirate, but the vector was all wrong.
Then we thought it might be rescue, but the signal wasn't strong.
When she didn't answer hailing, we all felt an unknown dread,
For we saw her shields were up and glowing red.

Now the courage of that single ship is shown by very few,
But we never knew a ship could fly the way the stranger flew.
Never fearing guns or numbers, like a tiger to its meat,
The stranger then attacked the pirate fleet.

And the strangers beams burned brighter than all beams I'd seen before.
And the strangers shields were harder than the heart of any whore.
As the battle rent the eather, while we watched and shook our heads,
The pirate ships were cut to bloody shreds.
The pirate ships were cut to bloody shreds.

Just as quickly as it started then the fighting was all done.
For the pirate fleet was shattered and the stranger's ship had won.
Though we tried to call and thank her, not an answer could we draw,
Then she dropped her shields and this is what we saw.

There were thirty holes clear through her and a gash along one side,
And we knew that when it happened, that no crew were left alive.
For the markings all said Christian, deep inside us each one knew,
'Twas the tomb of Jayme Dawson and his crew.

Now instead of flying off, the stranger then began to fade,
First the hull, and then the bulkheads as we cowered there afraid,
For as the Christian disappeared, the last to slip from view,
Were the bones of Jayme Dawson and his crew.
Yes, the bones of Jayme Dawson and his crew.

There are stories of the Dutchman, the Celeste and Barnham's Pride,
There are stories of the Horseman and the Lady at his side,
But the tale that chills my spirit, and I swear to God it's true,
Is the tale of Jayme Dawson and his crew,
Yes, the tale of Dawson's Christian and her crew.

Someone BUY THIS MAN A BEER.

>AABB Rhyme Scheme

Too little effort, not reading.

Ghost stories, IN SPACE!

I've seen this before, it's a sci-fi folk song "Dawson's Christian". I think it won a Pegasus award or something.

IMO it's like something right out of firefly.

BRAVO

>>7403262
Isn't it actually AABC?

Here I wander,
here I roam;
Never having known-
A steady place of my own.

Unto the horizon,
far distant shore;
Never to stay long
'neath any welcoming door.

Here I wander,
here I roam;
Never having known-
A steady place of my own.

Far across the geen hills
my path leads;
Always to the dawn-
Blowing with the reeds.

Here I wander,
here I roam;
Never having known-
A steady place of my own.

From the beginnings
lost in time,
My story flows:
from were the sun shines.

Here I wander,
here I roam;
Never having known-
A steady place of my own.

/tg/ - folk songs

STOP THAT! /tg/ is for furry porn and touhou futa AND NOTHING ELSE!

>>7403428
Whoops, sorry. Here you go.

>>7403456
Strangely, I'm okay with this.

>>7403456
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>>7403495
/tg/ - we're ok with stuff

Here's the song in mp3 form:

http://www.mediafire.com/?owgmwwzmgdu

>>7403547
Whiskey tango foxtrot am I looking at?

That's my next campaign setting.

>>7403587
I have no idea, but it took a lot of effort to get a copy of Dawson's Christian so I could pirate it around this place.

Good thing I saw this thread.

>>7403858
On infinite repeat and loving it.
Much appreciated, here's a picture of Scandinavia finding change as reward.

>>7403877
Sweet.

Need more spacecraft in here.

You know...

with this mp3 >>7403547 and some of /tg/'s drawfags, we could probably turn this into a flash video of the story/song.

Just throwing ideas out there, I ain't no artist.

>>7404476
My favourite cruiser from homeworld, by far.

Saw this posted earlier, but I think it's kinda fitting for this thread.

Snow lay all around as the Solahma defended Utrecht.
The unjust Diamond Shark pushed on with their assault.
The foemen numbered three
The defenders numbered one
With glee the Ghost Bear warriors died
The Diamond Shark elite as yet untried.
They were dying gloriously
But defeat was complete.
A single Solahma star remained
As ferocious as any Galaxy,
Diamond Sharks took pause and then began to wonder.
These were Ghost Bear but only their solhama.
Just then a mech stepped forward
I am Anthony of the Snuka.
I defend this world for the Ghost Bear clan
And I order you to leave this land.
Destroying the Shark’s marauding vanguard
and halting the juggernaut’s onslaught.
Snuka died in combat, outnumbered three to one
But when the battle ended the saw what had been done
A single mech had taken three
Not equal but superiors
None had passed by his line
The loyal Ghost Bear warrior.
This warrior dreams eternal of combat and of victory,
The value of Solhama once more proved by he.
- GBD The Remembrance : Passage 53, Verse 12

ghostbump

...Huh. Apparently there's a whole genre of music in this sort of vein, they call it 'filk' music, for some reason.

>>7405543
Filk is a derivative of folk, practiced in nerd circles (and especially at events, like conventions, SCA wars, etc). it covers some pretty broad ground, from sci-fi to fantasy to general humor, but it's got a strong history in the United States at least; not sure if it exists in other countries.

http://www.filk.com/radio.html if you want to listen in and get an idea what shit's like.

>>7405575
Gotta say, this is pretty awesome.

Hey, Captain Strange
Won't you be my lover
You're the best thing
That I've ever discovered
Flash Gordon's left me
He's gone to the stars
And evil Darth Vader
Has me banished to Mars

Tell me, Captain Strange
Do you feel my devotion
Or are you like a droid
Devoid of emotion
Encounters one and two
Are not enough for me
What my body needs
Is close encounter three

I lost my heart to a starship trooper
Flashing light in hyper space
Fighting for the Federation
Hand in hand we'll conquor space

Listen, Captain Strange
What's our destination
The scanners seem to
Indicate a small devation
Static on the comm
It's Starfleet Command
Requesting your position
It's their final demand

You're intentions are known
They've found out at least
So if you're gonna take me
Please make it fast
Touch me
Feel me
Do what you will
I want to feel
That galactic thrill

I lost my heart to a starship trooper
Flashing light in hyper space
Fighting for the Federation
Hand in hand we'll conquor space

Oh...
I lost my heart to a starship trooper
Flashing light in hyper space
Fighting for the Federation
Hand in hand we'll conquor space
I lost my heart to a starship trooper
Oh...

Space suit is lying
On control room
Pulse rate increasing
As the heat factor soars
Take me
Make me
Feel the force
Ignore the computers
We're locked on course

I lost my heart to a starship trooper
Flashing light in hyper space
Fighting for the Federation
Hand in hand we'll conquor space

We do not fear the Black Ships,
we've seen those ships before.
They came here to our fair land,
and sent their men ashore.
They took our lads and lasses,
and none were seen no more.
'Til next the ships returned, to our fair land.

They took with them our young boys,
who had the second sight.
And stole away the womenfolk,
whose gaze set wood alight.
And even all the wretches,
who'd long been mad with fright.
They took them all away, from our fair land.

The man said that it must be done,
these ones all had to go.
A threat to Land and Emperor,
but how, they said not so.
And yet we let them steal away,
for surely we did know,
to fight would see the ruin, of our fair land.

We did not fear the Black Ships,
'til the coming of the Braun,
The Burning Eye in anger,
sent it tumblin' to the ground.
And those that went to salvage it,
were ne'er to be found.
Their souls still roam in torment, o'er our fair land.

For that Black Ship it held inside,
things man should never see.
We fought them hard and then we ran,
as far as we could be.
For the Warp holds less of terror,
than those horrors did for me.
We sent for help in hope to save our fair land.

They sent another Black Ship,
but said there's nought to do.
To kill the horrors on the ground,
but split our world in two.
We told them to see reason,
they never heard us through.
And cast it all to ashes, our fair land.

Oh let this be a warning,
to all who'd save a son.
Or daughter who is took away,
to Black Ship, on its run.
Their work may be a horror,
but one that must be done.
To save your world from burning, like our fair land.

Listen, children, to a story,
'bout the world of Argus Ten
where the wicked Eldar kingdom
saw a world of honest men.
Now the men knew they had lived there
thirty thousand years or more,
but the Eldar they just told them
"leave today or there'll be war".

Go ahead and rob the Emp'ror!
Go ahead and slaughter men!
Do it for your god or honour,
and justify it 'til the end!
God and honour will not save you
when humanity comes back again.
Each crime we do remember,
and each life we will avenge!

The men of that world they weren't moving,
they'd let no-one steal their land.
"This is our world, and we live here",
the reply that they did send.
Now the Craftworld rang with fury,
and they sent a force of war,
cut down ev'ry man and woman,
said "this was ours long before!"

Go ahead and rob the Emp'ror!
Go ahead and slaughter men!
Do it for your god or honour,
and justify it 'til the end!
God and honour will not save you
when humanity comes back again.
Each crime we do remember,
and each life we will avenge!

The Eldar left a sole survivor,
witness to their crime that day.
But she spoke her words of anger,
and her courage man repaid.
Came the whole segmenta navy,
cracked the planet's skin apart,
tore apart their ancient craftworld,
and they stole its living heart.

Go ahead and rob the Emp'ror!
Go ahead and slaughter men!
Do it for your god or honour,
and justify it 'til the end!
God and honour will not save you
when humanity comes back again.
Each crime we do remember,
and each life we will avenge!

Go ahead and rob the Emp'ror!
Go ahead and slaughter men!
Do it for your god or honour,
and justify it 'til the end!
God and honour will not save you
when humanity comes back again.
Each crime we do remember,
and each life we will avenge!

Once was a navy, led by an Admiral,
out in the world of Bellerophon Three,
And he sang with regret as he waited for a foe to come,
"Who'd come to fight with our navy and me?"

Fight on, the Navy!
Fight on, the Navy!
Fight for the world of Bellerophon Three!
And he sang with regret as he waited for a foe to come,
"Who'd come to fight with our navy and me?"

Then came a Warlord, out to mend his broken pride,
by beating the admiral and his na-vy!
Yet he sang as he led his navy into battle now,
"We'll kill them all and win our glo-ry!"

Fight on, the Navy!
Fight on, the Navy!
Fight for the world of Bellerophon Three!
And he sang as he led his navy into battle now,
"We'll kill them all and win our glo-ry!"

But the old Warlord, he outdid the admiral,
broke through his lines and landed with glee,
"We'll win this war if it costs us ev'ry mothers son!"
He called on the Guardsmen to help his Na-vy!

Fight on, the Navy!
Fight on, the Navy!
Fight for the world of Bellerophon Three!
"We'll win this war if it costs us ev'ry mothers son!"
He called on the Guardsmen to help his Na-vy!

Out spat the General "All men to Bellerophon!
We'll take this world back, you just see!"
And he sang as he sent his forces to Bellerophon,
onto the battle and victory!

Fight on, the Navy!
Fight on, the Navy!
We'll take this world back, you just see!
And he sang as he sent his forces to Bellerophon,
onto the battle and victory!

Fight on, the Navy!
Fight on, the Navy!
Fight for the world of Bellerophon Three!
Join us as Guardsmen and fight beside your fellow man,
As we recapture Bellerophon Three!

An olden fleet left Cadia one dark and lonely day,
the flagship held the Trader who had sent 'em on this way,
he flew into the Eye with just the Charter in his hands,
for he'd seen the worlds that lived within,
all ripe for his demands.

He stole the wealth of any world that came into his sight,
and all that dared resist him, well, he showed his dreadful might,
when all at once there came a fleet of ships all made of bone,
for the demons they had come at last,
and longed to take him home.

Yippie-i-oh,
Yippie-i-aye,
Those demons in,
the Eye.

They tore apart his ev'ry ship and ran the fighters through,
they cut down all his guardsmen and they ate his servants too,
he fled but they all sang out "you can run but you can't hide!
Your soul is ours by ancient right,
as payment for your pride!"

The demons caught that Trader and they killed him mighty slow,
they took his soul into the Eye, the worst way you can go,
and let this serve as warning for all those who let their greed,
forget that they take Warrant,
to serve the Emp'ror's need.

Yippie-i-oh,
Yippie-i-aye,
Those demons in,
the Eye.

"And the band played 'Fight on, the Navy'"

When I was a young man I had me own ship,
and I lived the free life of a trader.
From the Twin Star of Aphor to the Aquila Rift,
We would see ev'ry world in the sector.
Then in nought-oh-fifteen, the Emp-ror said "Son,
It's time to stop scoutin', there's work to be done."
So they gave me a rank bar,
and me old ship a gun,
and they sent me away to the War.

And the band played 'Fight on, the Navy'
as we named her the Santa Maree,
and amidst all the cheers,
the cannonade and tears,
we left for Bellerophon III.

How well I remember the sight I saw then,
the proud Navy cut down and shattered.
And how in the hell that they called Lagrange Ten,
We were butchered like poor bloody cattle.
Old Boney was ready, he'd primed himself well,
he cut us with lances, and broke us with shell.
And in five minutes flat,
he had blown us to hell,
nearly blew me right back to Agrippa.

And the Vox played 'Fight on, the Navy',
as we formed up and counted the slain.
We'd lost half of hours,
for a handful of theirs,
but we charged right on back in again.

Now us that were left, well, we tried to survive,
in a mad world of lanceshot and boarders.
And for nine minutes ten I kept my boys alive,
in the midst of that terrible slaughter.
Then a whole mess of guardsmen stormed onto the bridge,
they shot down old Kelley, the Nav and me kid,
and for some bloody reason, they just let me live.
Never knew there were worse things than dying.

For no more will I captain a freighter,
I thought as I ran for the pod.
Even on captain's share,
for a thousand more years
a new ship I'd never afford.

The handful of pods left I gathered to me,
and we left like a bolt from a barrel.
A dozen now left of two-million-odd men,
the Grand Fleet of Admiral Karil.
And as we all dove into Catan's dock ring,
and the three from the Mada all started to sing,
the thought of my crew,
had a horrible sting,
for not one had lived through the battle.

And the band played 'Fight on, the Navy',
for the wives of the men of Catan.
Nobody cheered,
they just looked out for theirs,
and then, the crying began.

And now every march day I sit in the crowd,
and watch the young guardsmen walk on then.
I wonder to myself, not speaking aloud,
why there's not one veteran with them.
The young men march stiffly, all upright with pride,
they're all brave young soldiers with nothing to hide.
And then one kid asks,
"Is that how daddy died?"
And I don't have the courage to tell him.

And the band plays 'Fight on, the Navy',
As I answer the question before.
If the march they would give,
to the men who had lived,
not one man would dare march at all.

Fight on, the Navy, fight on, the Navy,
Fight for the world of Bellerophon Three,
And their ghosts may be heard as you dance on by Bellerophon,
Dead in the war for an old man's glory.

oi baron - where are you getting these? and are there mp3s available for them?

I wrote them, and there are no mp3 versions because they're not good enough to validate the expense of a recording studio and good musicians for the hours it'd take to lay them down.

Also, potential copyright issues.

Interesting stuff Dr. Baron von Evilsatan.
Better than a lot of content to be found on /tg/

well damn, friend - you write some fine reels. are you sure they're not good enough to be recorded? you're probably right about the expense and copyright though, i guess.

>>7406255
Being a rather critical person, I'd say that they're decent now but would be a lot better with some effort spent here and there on the lyrics, and of course a lot of it will depend on how well it's sung.

>>7406255

I wrote them in about half an hour all up for a thread a few months ago. They can't be that good or else songwriters would be fantabulously wealthy.

As it is, if I don't have to supply studio time or musicians I'd rewrite them properly and make them better. Writing new charts for the music is more work than I'm willing to put down since it'd take at least a day each to make something worth playing, let alone better than existing successful songs.

>>7403186
>>7403212
>>7403222
Is this to the same tune as The USS Make Shit Up?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y2v6rXs5J9M

Will you do me a favour, Piano Man please?
I want you to write me a song ..
They call me the hero of Antelope's Run
And I've gotta show them they're wrong.

You see, it all started a week ago
In the bar down on Corridor 3;
There was nobody there but us regular bums,
Two losers, the barman, and me.

Floppin' up booze in the north corner booth
Was the old man they called Captain Jed,
'Cause he owned a tramp freighter, the old Antelope,
A ship that like him was half dead.

Now Molly, they say, was a crack pilot once,
A gal with a brilliant career.
But then she started doping on Regulus 1,
And finally washed out down here.

And me, well, I wanted the Navy... bad,
But it seems that they didn't want me.
So I stopped chasing stars, started sweeping up bars,
For bed, board and all my drinks free.

It was quiet that night with the docks closed down,
There was nothing due in for a week.
Not a ship was in port but the old Antelope,
When the red alert started to shriek.

The whole station shook like a hurt living thing,
Then the lights dimmed and faded away;
Then the gravity went, then the air pump cut out,
And the bartender started to pray.

"Aw, stow that bilge! Head for the Antelope now!"
Jed's voice cut the dark like a knife.
"The station reactor's gone critical load,
So run for the docks for your life!"

>>7407633
Goddamn that song still brings a tear to my eye. I wish more of the filk circles would republish stuff in digital format, because my old tapes are wearing through.

When we got to the docks we found waiting out there
Every soul that had been left alive.
They begged with their eyes for poor old Captain Jed
To tell 'em all how to survive.

"Break out the suits," said the captain to them,
"'Cause it's dark and it's airless and cold.
But I swear I can get you all of here safe,
Packed into the Antelope's hold."

"Molly," he asked, "Can ya navigate?"
"Aye," she said, "Who do we have for a crew?"
"The Antelope needs only three hands," he said,
"And I think our young friend here will do."

The confident look that he flashed at me then
Made my heart turn over with pride,
I never once thought of backing away,
I think I would rather have died.

Two hundred alive in the Antelope's hold,
And the captain, and Molly, and me;
We slammed the lock just as the station blew wide,
Jed hit the main jets to get free.

Now that kind of G-force is rough on the heart,
Too much for his ticker to take;
So when we came around and we saw how he lay,
We knew Captain Jed wouldn't wake.

So I took the comm and the engineer board,
And Molly took the helm and the nav,
With the manuals spread out all over the deck,
And her mind for what they didn't have.

She worked at that comp like a crazy machine
While her hands shook like grass in the breeze;
But her skill was still sharp and she jumped us three times,
Never minding the shakes and DTs.

Three jumps made clean, only one more was left,
When the ship's alarm started to blast.
Her old worn-out seals had come loose in the stress,
We were losing our heat and air fast.

On the bridge there was only one vacuum suit left,
Well, they say Lady Luck is stone blind.
"Heads or tails?" was the question I started to ask
When I felt myself hit from behind.

When I came to again, I was sealed in the suit,
She was belted down tight in her chair,
With her hands on the console, a smile on her lips,
And the ice on her face and her hair.

"Here's the instructions to get us all home",
I saw she had left on the screen.
"If any old shipmates should ask after Moll,
Just tell them, she finally died clean."

I made the last jump just like she told me to,
And I brought the ship in like she said.
They call me a hero, now, for what I did,
But they don't mention Molly and Jed.

So write me that song, now, Piano Man please,
And sing it out often and loud,
So they all know the story of one kind of hero,
The kind that makes everyone proud.

'Cause some kind of heroes are lunkheads like me,
Who only do things that they're told.
And some kind of heroes are out for the glory,
They're heroes on purpose, and cold.

Some become heroes for bravery, sure,
And some just because all is lost.
But a few are the heroes like Molly and Jed,
Who give without counting the cost.

>>7406464
No. It's nothing like it. The mp3 of OP's song is here, if you missed it:

>>7403547

This is what makes late night /tg/ awesome

This is pretty awesome.

"Cygnus X-1, Book One: The Voyage"

[Prologue:]
In the constellation of Cygnus, there lurks a mysterious, invisible force: the black hole
of Cygnus X-1...

Six Stars of the Northern Cross
In mourning for their sister's loss
In a final flash of glory
Nevermore to grace the night...

[1]
Invisible to telescopic eye
Infinity, the star that would not die

All who dare to cross her course
Are swallowed by her fearsome force

Through the void
To be destroyed
Or is there something more?
Atomized...at the core?
Or through the Astral Door?
To soar...

[2]
I set a course just east of Lyra
And northwest of Pegasus
Flew into the light of Deneb
Sailed across the Milky Way
On my ship, the 'Rocinante'
Wheeling through the galaxies
Headed for the heart of Cygnus
Headlong into mystery

The x-ray is her siren song
My ship cannot resist her long
Nearer to my deadly goal
Until the black hole
Gains control...

[3]
Spinning, whirling
Still descending
Like a spiral sea
Unending...

Sound and fury
Drown my heart
Every nerve
Is torn apart...

To be continued...

I. prelude
When our weary world was young
The struggle of the ancients first began
The gods of love and reason
Sought alone to rule the fate of man

They battled through the ages
But still neither force would yield
The people were divided
Every soul a battlefield ...

Ii. apollo: bringer of wisdom
'i bring truth and understanding
I bring wit, and wisdom fair
Precious gifts beyond compare
We can build a world of wonder
I can make you all aware'

'i will find you food and shelter
Show you fire to keep you warm
Through the endless winter storm
You can live in grace and comfort
In the world that you transform'

The people were delighted
Coming forth to claim their prize
They ran to build their cities
And converse among the wise

But one day the streets fell silent
Yet they knew not what was wrong
The urge to build these fine things
Seemed not to be so strong

The wise men were consulted
And the bridge of death was crossed
In quest of dionysus
To find out what they had lost ...

Iii. dionysus: bringer of love
'i bring love to give you solace
In the darkness of the night
In the heart's eternal light
You need only trust your feelings
Only love can steer you right'

'i bring laughter, I bring music
I bring joy and I bring tears
I will soothe your primal fears
Throw off those chains of reason
And your prison disappears'

The cities were abandoned
And the forests echoed song
They danced and lived as brothers
They knew love could not be wrong

Food and wine they had aplenty
And they slept beneath the stars
The people were contented
And the gods watched from afar

But the winter fell upon them
And it caught them unprepared
Bringing wolves and cold starvation
And the hearts of men despaired ...

Iv. armageddon: the battle of heart and mind
The universe divided
As the heart and mind collided
With the people left unguided
For so many troubled years
In a cloud of doubts and fears
Their world was torn asunder
Into hollow hemispheres

Some fought themselves, some fought each other
Most just followed one another
Lost and aimless like their brothers
For their hearts were so unclear
And the truth could not appear
Their spirits were divided
Into blinded hemispheres

Some who did not figh
Brought tales of old to light
My 'rocinante' sailed by night
On her final flight

To the heart of cygnus' fearsome force
We set our course
Spiralled through that timeless space
To this immortal place

V. cygnus: bringer of balance
I have memory and awareness
But I have no shape or form
As a disembodied spirit
I am dead and yet unborn
I have passed into olympus
As was told in tales of old
To the city of immortals
Marble white and purest gold

I see the gods in battle rage on high
Thunderbolts across the sky
I cannot move, I cannot hide
I feel a silent scream begin inside

Then all at once the chaos ceased
A stillness fell, a sudden peace
The warriors felt my silent cry
And stayed their struggle, mystified

Apollo was atonished
Dionysus thought me mad
But they heard my story further
And they wondered, and were sad

Looking down from olympus
On a world of doubt and fear
Its surface splintered
Into sorry hemispheres

They sat a while in silence
Then they turned at last to me
'we will call you cygnus,
The God of balance you shall be'

The sphere: a kind of dream
We can walk our road together
If our goals are all the same
We can run alone and free
If we pursue a different aim

Let the truth of love be lighted
Let the love of truth shine clear
Sensibility
Armed with sense and liberty
With the heart and mind united
In a single perfect sphere

Leslie Fish - Mineral Rights

http://freedownloads.last.fm/download/11559976/Mineral%2BRights.mp3

This gets a bump.

need more songs!