We were told to not cross that line, Never ship the angel with Klaus, its a crime, Then Gavin logs on like “small side note,” Drops one sentence and the servers choke. Mods are typing, threads explode, Someone posts a meme from a Corsair episode. Klaus said don’t, Gavin absolutely did, And now the storm is back. We’ve seen this dance, we know the cues, Refresh, refresh, what will Klaus do, Someone says Gavin's place is on the news, Then Klaus posts, no words, just flame, Standing there like, "Yeah- Say my name!" Forum on fire, we're going wild, Klaus is unhinged and Gavin just smiles, The Angel got mentioned, the Scot's got no shame, Now Amsterdam’s a footnote in a flame. Gavin knows Klaus is extra hot when he's mad Swooning over there in his purple plaid. Say a prayer for SadMan56, We doubt that he signed up for this, But we’re screaming, saving every frame, Long live the chaos, we can't complain! They’re planning vows with wolves in mind, A separate cake, we've lost all time, Someone made charts, someone cried, Immortal love won't be denied. Gavin’s tagging their poor handler like, “Thoughts, bestie?” at three a.m., No reply, just quiet suffering, We light a candle for him. Storm clouds dress in neon pride, And Gavin grins, watching zero divide. Forum on fire, we're going wild, Klaus is unhinged and Gavin just smiles, The Angel got mentioned, the Scot's got no shame, Now Amsterdam’s a footnote in a flame. Gavin knows Klaus is extra hot when he's mad Swooning over there in his purple plaid. Say a prayer for SadMan56, We doubt that he signed up for this, But we’re screaming, saving every frame, Long live the chaos, we can't complain! Angel, no. Wolf lord, yes. Klaus goes nuclear, Gavin wants some more, And Sad-man’s stress just hit the floor. Gavin wants the storm to do a striptease, Someone archive the comments, please, We came for lore, we stayed for this, Unhinged kings and toxic bliss, One throws lightning, the other posts hearts, We’re just trying to keep up when it starts. Forum on fire, we're going wild, Klaus is unhinged and Gavin just smiled, The Angel got mentioned, the Scot's got no shame, Now Amsterdam’s a footnote in a flame. Gavin knows Klaus is extra hot when he's mad Swooning over there in his purple plaid. Say a prayer for SadMan56, We doubt that he signed up for this, But we’re screaming, saving every frame, Long live the chaos, we can't complain! We ship, we squeal, we scream at high pitch, And Sad-man’s eye is starting to twitch, But we’re enchanted, we're in a trance, And we watch them fight over the Angel of France. Gavin's cheering from inside the blast radius, He knows what he’s doing, don’t lie to us, He pokes the storm then acts surprised, Where most would think it ill-advised. Klaus goes nuclear, Gavin approves, Sad-man's aging in real-time too... And somehow this is their domestic bliss. Gavin knows EXACTLY what he’s doing!
