This is an actual song, with lyrics and everything.

Written original in Anvil Studio, 12 massive golems came in the night and created the mp3 in Fruity Loops, before leaving, never to be heard from or seen again.

So yeah, this is an actual song about someone striking a force for good, but unfortunately being targetted by a bunch of douchebags. It might make for a good music video or something, I dunno. It was fun to make.

Here are the lyrics:

Hey, I just got a call from Ray
He says they're on their way
From what he said they sound pissed

While I agree with what you did
Using your real name was stupid
Now they want revenge for being dissed

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It looks like you have crossed the line
What you did took a lot of spine, that's fine
But now you have antagonised
A group that's goal is genocide

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The KKK's comin' round
Better that you not be found
It's you they are stalking, because you've been talking
And spreading those rumours around

The KKK's comin' round
They're itching to see that you're drowned

The KKK's comin' round
Maybe could hide underground
It could serve you right, for hacking their website
They don't even care you're not brown

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This time you've made it personal
They've brought out their whole arsenal

But if the truth be told
It should be our goal
The colour of skin, is a lousy chagrin
And you just look like an asshole

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Oh good
I can see their pointy hoods
They're ammassing on the horizon

So now that you've drawn all their ire
They'll forego a cross on fire
It seems that now is a good time to run

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I know you were speaking your mind
And that they've got no right to whine, but I
Don't think they care about your rights
They intend to punch out your lights
Unless you take flight

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The KKK's coming round
Better that you not be found
It's you they are stalking, because you've been talking
And spreading those rumours around

The KKK's coming round
They're itching to see that you're drowned
Upon your face they will pound
The warning siren I'll sound

The KKK's coming round
Coming for you I'll be bound
They worship a snake god, best use the escape pod
They don't even care you're not brown