About "Foxy's Tale" Five Nights at Freddy's Song - Muse of Discord

LIKE AND SUBSCRIBE FOR MORE AWESOMENESS!!! Foxy drawn by Kinovity http://kinovity.deviantart.com/ Oh my god it's done. You'll have to excuse me, my pirate voice is a little "rusty". Lyrics: Dark clouds. They circle over rusted seas. A rusted boat, with rusted me. My hook and hand are far from clean. The grisly tale of old Foxy. The tattered colors fly, of Freddy Fazbear fame. The wind and cannons cry, the same old dark procession. The clang of steely blades, the sound of good ol days. My life before this bleak and dreary kids profession. My servos snap and twitch, a deep sub conscious itch to scratch the surface of my violent life before. The kiddies gather round. In a circle they sit down. I preach the tales of old, the ones that I adore. But then the kids go home and I'm alone with bots who say that it's all play. I sailed the 7 oceans. I had my time. Now I go through the motions, preaching my crimes. I bet they think I'm crazy. My past's not true. But they'll all see, one day I'll show you. As Foxy's tales grew more and more, behind that mask waged mental war. The war of 42, the Beast of Daranue. All stories I can cling too when I'm feeling low. My owners fix my parts, but could not fix my heart. Despite their claims, I was a pirate long ago. Many years will pass behind the glass I see the town that holds me down. I sailed the 7 oceans. I had my time. Now I go through the motions, preaching my crimes. I bet they think I'm crazy. My past's not true. But they'll all see, one day I'll show you. Foxy cooked up more than he could take. (Seven years upon the mast, I thought I'd breathe my last) In his turmoil something had to break. (I'd muster up my will, and seize the final kill) The world outside is cruel. But in my own I rule. My fantasies come true with every dark ambition. My stories true or not, they cause my mind to clot. I'm programed only to kill, forbidden is my mission. (Foxy fought with his violent thoughts making sure for you that they don't come true. But alas, the day came to pass where he snapped in two and took it out on you.) I must contain myself. Keep my feelings on the shelf. But how long will they stack atop before they fall. Perhaps I've got it wrong. I'm singing the wrong song. I'll show to you that I am true. I'll show you all. They shut poor Foxy down. Too long he played the clown. And after all that strain, he finally went insane. But Foxy's still with us, yet still we don't discuss the day that Foxy failed. The day of Foxy's Tale. Download: http://www.mediafire.com/listen/7uxkb7g41ah6uqw/Foxy's_Tale_DONE_1.mp3 Instrumental: http://www.mediafire.com/listen/hbesxoi1bmkdini/Foxy's_Tale_Instrumental.mp3