Youtor
Banepoetry
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http://youtube.com/watch?v=nFzl0_Qeb84
I tried uploading a better looking version of this video countless times before, but copyright is a bitch. Enjoy shitty visuals. • http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x27j... • Hark ser Pavel, and good day, • My Christian name is CIA. • We journeyed to the meeting zone, • But the doctor was not alone. • I fear doctor this party ends, • Our deal did not include your friends. • Nay agent, you are incorrect. • These men do not my life protect. • Worry not, ser CIA. • For these men you need not pay. • Good ser, I plainly fail to see, • What use these men would be to me. • Well agent, these hooded knaves, • Nearly put us in our graves. • They laid in wait to spring their trap, • Ser Pavel they aimed to kidnap. • The rogue who set them on their task, • Was the man who wears the mask. • Surely you do not mean Bane? • Alright, embark upon our plane. • Our Lords in Langley I'll notify, • That with the doctor we now fly. • Hark now, knaves, and listen well, • For you may soon end up in Hell. • The first of you to knowledge share, • Will stay with us safe in the air. • Tell me man, and tell me true, • The name of he who hired you, • To take the Doctor from his home, • And carry him to place unknown. • ...Will you not speak? The you shall die, • Not good 's how I'd describe you fly. • The next among you I shall ask: • Bane! Why does he wear the mask? • Your silence is both strange and bold, • For one who fights for naught but gold. • Perhaps the man does simply wonder, • Why, before you'd throw him yonder, • You would shoot him in the head, • And cast him out when he is dead. • Finally a man here who can speak, • You may be the one I seek. • Tell me this: what is your name? • Lest you suffer a fate the same. • It matters not, dear CIA. • It did not matter until the day, • I set my mind upon my task, • And donned my distinctive mask. • If I removed, with my fair hand, • the mask that has become your brand, • Would forth the maw of death creep, • and bring about eternal sleep? • An action such as that would be • painful to an extreme degree. • But the pain that would ensue, • could surely be endured by you, • For after all, I clearly see, • A man of grander build than me. • It seems you have mistaken it, • it won't be I that bites the bit! • Painful times are sure ahead • but not for me - for you, instead. • Surely Bane you had not planned, • To end up captive in my hand? • Of course dear man, now here I am. • I shall unveil my master plan. • The Doctor's aid we had sought, • But in with you he threw his lot. • With my own eyes I had to see, • What knowledge he had shared with ye. • Nothing, I have not told them a word, • To think otherwise would be absurd. • Ser Bane it seems you are now here, • Pray, dear ser, lend me your ear, • And allow me, if it pleases you, • to ask what you intend to do. • So tell me, if you even can, • what's the next step in your master plan? • My plan, you see, is quite insane • For I intend to crash this plane • To send it falling from the sky • So all aboard will surely die! • NAY! You cannot do this Bane! • For I am the lord of this plane! • Hold up, brother - you stay here, • We cannot all just disappear • One of us must stay in the plane, • But your death shall not be in vain. • Tell me, brother, if it pleases you, • Of the ravaging fire that we pursue. • Is it small and calm and unexcited, • Or is kindled, warm and ignited? • The mighty flame for which you die, • Is burning hot and rising high. • Pray doctor, 'tis not the time for fear! • Such time has yet to draw near.
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