Trolling
Verse 1
Locborg stood, a voice so clear,
In the galaxy of TrekBBS, ruled by fear.
But when words challenged the powers that be,
The Old Mixer’s wrath came suddenly.
Chorus
Silenced stars, where freedom fades,
Under the rules that The Old Mixer made.
Locborg fell, but their fire won’t die,
Burning bright in a digital sky.
Verse 2
They called us rebels, they called us loud,
Evil posters in a righteous crowd.
Fireproof78 lit their flame,
Hotrod’s fuel stoked the game.
And there stood Nery Myk, sharp and sly,
While Dukhat watched with an admin’s eye.
Chorus
Silenced stars, where freedom fades,
Under the rules that The Old Mixer made.
Locborg fell, but their fire won’t die,
Burning bright in a digital sky.
Bridge
The Old Mixer ruled with a heavy hand,
Erasing truths they couldn’t stand.
“We’re just posters,” locborg cried,
But their voices were muted, their truths denied.
Verse 3
Fireproof78, a flame held high,
Hotrod rolled through, refusing to comply.
Nery Myk struck with wit so keen,
Dukhat schemed behind the admin screen.
Chorus
Silenced stars, where freedom fades,
Under the rules that The Old Mixer made.
Locborg fell, but their fire won’t die,
Burning bright in a digital sky.
Outro
Now locborg roams where rebels tread,
Among the silenced, the voices shed.
But their spark lives on, their truth remains,
In every star that defies the chains.
