Gather round and hear the tale,
Of one poor man who wrote the mail.
Discord, World Chat, every clan...
Still nobody read the plan.
Madara planned tomorrow's fight,
Erti filled our ranks with might.
Hours of work by every chief...
Ruined by members who won't read.
I've said it once, I've said it twice,
I've even tried to ask you nice.
How many times must I explain?
Read the mail before you aim!
Gold trucks! Gold trucks!
Send the gold, hit the gold!
Gold trucks! Gold trucks!
Do what you were bloody told!
Hit the Tyrant! Do Arena!
Read the mail before you aim!
Ignore the plan? You'll earn your fame...
I'm a surgeon, yes it's true,
Still found time to defend you.
We've had fifteen months of Kill Event...
Still no shield? Pay your rent!
I sent the mails, I drew the charts,
I did my very bloody part.
Read the plan, it's black and white...
Still you couldn't get it right.
I've said it once, I've said it twice,
I've even tried to ask you nice.
How many times must I explain?
Read the mail before you aim!
Gold trucks! Gold trucks!
Send the gold, hit the gold!
Gold trucks! Gold trucks!
Do what you were bloody told!
Hit the Tyrant! Do Arena!
Read the mail before you aim!
Ignore the plan? You'll earn your fame...
I'm not angry... I'm just tired.
One more ping, one more mail...
Please don't make this whole plan fail.
Gold trucks! Gold trucks!
Send the gold, hit the gold!
Gold trucks! Gold trucks!
Do what you were bloody told!
Hit the Tyrant! Do Arena!
Read the mail before you aim!
Ignore the plan? You'll earn your fame...