[Intro] “Alright, roll for initiative… [Verse 1] I built the world from blood and lore, Hand-drawn maps and tavern doors. I gave them dragons, quests, and fate, But they mocked my rules, now it’s too late. [Growled] The rogue backstabbed the king I made, The cleric looted the holy blade! The wizard laughed — set fire to the town, And now my patience is burning down. [Pre-Chorus] I warned them softly, “Fate’s a knife…” But they crit-hit straight through my life! ( life ) [Chorus] Roll for betrayal, roll for pain! The DM dies in his own campaign! His dice are cracked, his soul’s unchained. He flips the screen, and quits the game! Roll for betrayal, chaos reigns! His monsters weep, his gods complain. No resurrection, no arcane save. Just a TPK… for all! [Verse 2] They mocked my voice, my rules, my fate, The bard seduced a demon’s gate. I warned, “That’s cursed!” — they didn’t care, Now eldritch horrors fill the air! ( ah fuck! ) [Screamed annoyed voice] “Your story dies with me tonight!” I'll burn the map by candlelight. Dice melt like tears, screen hits the ground, I scream out loud, “Roll this!” [Bridge – Slow, haunting] Miniatures fall like broken dreams, Paper kingdoms torn at the seams. Echoes whisper from the void he made, “Who rules the gods when the dice betray?” [Final Chorus – Explosive] Roll for betrayal, roll for pain! The DM’s wrath becomes arcane! The table shakes, just a candle flame remains. He quits mid-fight… and none remain! Roll for betrayal, the legend’s born! The cursed DM, forever scorned! They’ll tell his tale through meme and flame… Of the night the Dungeon Master quit the game! Roll for betrayal, roll for pain! The DM’s wrath becomes arcane! The table shakes, just a candle flame remains. He quits mid-fight… and none remain! They’ll tell his tale through meme and flame… Of the night the Dungeon Master quit the game! [Outro] “…Session’s over. Find a new god!" "Fucking assholes..."
