Futility

Part of a series on Songs and Stories of Sigehold

## History

Written in the Varushkan style by Nestori whilst he was journeying with a troupe of Verushkan soldiers who said that he wouldn't be able to write a song that addressed each of the virtues negatively. He proved them all wrong and won a crown for his troubles.

## Lryics

Gather round, dear friends, and take heed of these stories

Of heartache, misery and profound loss.

Take caution from the words I say

and you might see another day

Or wander the way eternally.

The ordinary people in these tales

they thought they’d found the answer to it all

A twisted sense of their virtues

Set them on the path to loose.

It led them all to calamity.

**And they now wail and cry**

**As they search and roam**

**The labyrinth now holds their souls**

**If they had lived their lives**

**by the virtues they’d have known**

**Their souls would not wander eternally… in Futility.**

Young Balin was a very skilful soldier

He’d spin all sorts of tales of winning wars

His stories soon spread far and wide

For adventures he now had no time

He was Living in celebrity.

Balin’s stories stretched beyond his shrinking prowess

And now lived inside the fictions he had grown

But ego won’t protect his life

His eyesight taken by a knife.

Blinded not by luck but by his pride

**And now he wails and cries**

**As he searches and roams**

**The labyrinth now holds his soul**

**If he had lived his live**

**by the virtues he’d have known**

**His soul would not wander eternally… in Futility.**

Van der Holberg was a very wealthy family

They had more coin than anyone could count

They put it all into a vault

Never taking any out

Their rings now held more value than their souls.

oh yes - The people of the city were now starving

And knew where all their riches now had gone

They blamed the Holbergs for their fate

Burning down their whole estate

Glowing in their own prosperity.

**And they now wails and cry**

**As they search and roam**

**The labyrinth now holds their souls**

**If they had lived their lives**

**by the virtues they’d have known**

**Their souls would not wander eternally… in Futility.**

Sveta had a knack for steadfast masonry

there was nothing that could breach her sturdy walls

Her skills were so beyond dispute

She thought her foes were now on route

To end her brief mortality.

She readied for her crazed and fancied dangers

It consumed the thoughts of Sveta till her last

She built a fort and sealed the way

Her bones now rest there to this day

Trapped inside fort vigilance.

**And now she wail and cries**

**As she searches and roams**

**The labyrinth now holds her soul**

**If she had lived his live**

**by the virtues she’d have known**

**Her soul would not wander eternally… in Futility.**

**MID CHORUS**

We find ourselves now halfway through our stories

Perhaps you see the lack of reason in their choice

But if you did not take heed of these warnings

Then you might find that you will wander too... so good luck to you

**END MID CHORUS**

Well, Wulfric was the strongest of his cohorts

He never thought to back down from a fight

His gift in bloodshed won the day

His every enemy laid slain

His placed faith in his bravery.

Now Wulfric was not known for his intelligence

He never paused to think before he fought

He thought he could take any foe

Then he met a war rhino

His courage could not fight stupidity.

**And now he wails and cries**

**As he searches and roams**

**The labyrinth now holds his soul**

**If he had lived his live**

**by the virtues he’d have known**

**His soul would not wander eternally… in Futility.**

Bonita was a dedicated artisan

She never failed to impress with her craft

Her only passion was to be

Remembered for eternity

Her masterpiece would stand the test of time

Poor Bonita never finalised her Monument

Despite the sacrifices she endured

To ensure her work would be complete

Neglected to sleep, drink and eat

her Ambitions she would seek obsessively.

**And now she wail and cries**

**As she searches and roams**

**The labyrinth now holds her soul**

**If she had lived his live**

**by the virtues she’d have known**

**Her soul would not wander eternally… in Futility.**

Henry Friar was a doting thoughtful preacher.

He could always see the good in everyone.

His friendship he would freely give

To anyone who came to him

The world he saw as his family.

One cold evening Henry took in a young stranger

Who pleaded for a place to spend the night

He helped the young girl to unpack

And found a knife placed in his back

The price you pay for misplaced loyalty.

**And now he wails and cries**

**As he searches and roams**

**The labyrinth now holds his soul**

**If he had lived his live**

**by the virtues he’d have known**

**His soul would not wander eternally… in Futility.**

Sabina was a faithful intellectual

no school of magic she could not explore

to know it all was her intent

No time in muse was left unspent

In the name of pansophy

For years Sabina sat in contemplation

Of answers to the questions that she sought

The weight of musing every day

Upon her mind began to weigh

Her Wisdom soon became insanity.

**And now she wail and cries**

**As she searches and roams**

**The labyrinth now holds her soul**

**If she had lived his live**

**by the virtues she’d have known**

**Her soul would not wander eternally… in Futility.**

**END CHORUS**

So listen to the warnings in these tales

Though for some I think it just might be too late

Destined to be wandering in sorrow.

for Unless you heed my words and change your ways… well then you’ll see…

**END CHORUS**

**Oh yes you’ll wail and cry**

**As you search and roam**

**The labyrinth will  hold your soul**

**If you had lived your life**

**by the virtues you’d have known**

**your soul would not wander eternally… in Futility.**

**Oh yes you’ll wail and cry**

**As you search and roam**

**The labyrinth will hold your soul**

**If you had lived your life**

**by the virtues you’d have known**

**your soul would not wander eternally… in Futility.**