Uploaded May 2020 | Updated September 2026, 3 weeks ago
Hello, welcome to my channel renaissance.
This was a song that one of my players wrote for his character, Tristan Ohneland, a homeless monk that is desperately trying to understand if working for the gods is really worth it. Wombat did an incredible job and I wanted to show it to all of you. Enjoy!
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LYRICS:
For so many years, I struggled to be
more like the gods, and much less like me
But lately I wonder, if it could be:
-Through all this chaos and sadness-
That behind my devotion lies madness?
When dealing with devils, you know what you´ll get:
A lifetime of shackles and pain. But,
Looking back at my life, forced decisions and strife
Maybe Heaven and Hell are the same.
The Fey are undying, are treated like gods
Can never admit any fault, all the lots!
If this is divinity, I am at odds:
With the pieces of Heaven I´ve tasted.
Immortality seems to be wasted.
Can I ask for forgiveness if I meant every word?
Guess there´s no one but me left to blame.
Every choice causes scathe: Either family or faith
It´s like Heaven and Hell are the same.
So please understand boy, no angel is me
Just a man with strange ties to the powers that be
Who aims to be good for people like thee.
If the world around you feels frightening
I will shield you from thunder and lighting.
I will teach compassion to the world and above
I will vouch for your soul with my name
No mortal is pure. but I´ll work to make sure
That Heaven and Hell aren´t the same.
Hello, welcome to my channel renaissance.
This was a song that one of my players wrote for his character, Tristan Ohneland, a homeless monk that is desperately trying to understand if working for the gods is really worth it. Wombat did an incredible job and I wanted to show it to all of you. Enjoy!
---------------------
LYRICS:
For so many years, I struggled to be
more like the gods, and much less like me
But lately I wonder, if it could be:
-Through all this chaos and sadness-
That behind my devotion lies madness?
When dealing with devils, you know what you´ll get:
A lifetime of shackles and pain. But,
Looking back at my life, forced decisions and strife
Maybe Heaven and Hell are the same.
The Fey are undying, are treated like gods
Can never admit any fault, all the lots!
If this is divinity, I am at odds:
With the pieces of Heaven I´ve tasted.
Immortality seems to be wasted.
Can I ask for forgiveness if I meant every word?
Guess there´s no one but me left to blame.
Every choice causes scathe: Either family or faith
It´s like Heaven and Hell are the same.
So please understand boy, no angel is me
Just a man with strange ties to the powers that be
Who aims to be good for people like thee.
If the world around you feels frightening
I will shield you from thunder and lighting.
I will teach compassion to the world and above
I will vouch for your soul with my name
No mortal is pure. but I´ll work to make sure
That Heaven and Hell aren´t the same.
