We are the Faction
by Cousin Doloras
(tune: Motörhead, "We Are The Road Crew")
Another time, another place
Another cult in bony face
Consumed by War without a trace
Another timeline gone to hell
Another tale we'll never tell
We need another voodoo spell
I swore it should work like a charm
I swore on the Grandfather's arm
It didn't work, I've come to harm
We are the Faction
Celesti meme-mines in our way
I wonder what the spirits say
I wonder if it's not our day
Another biodata heist
The Houses are not well advised
To get between us and our prize
Another plot I've set in motion
Rituals and magic potions
Sex and drugs and time implosions
We are the Faction
Another cell that was too brave
Confronted by the Second Wave
Another cell gone to the grave
The Empire's calling on the screen
The Commons don't like what they've seen
The Godfathers are looking mean
Another sacrifice to bleed
But I still love the life I lead
Another drink is what I need
We are the Faction