Bardic Inspiration (ALEA IACTA EST) Lyrics

Thou hast glass bones and paper skin

So be careful they don't step on thee

Paper cuts and glass shards on their skin

Will have them bleed (they have low AC)

Listen up

Battle cries

Armour on

Start to fight

Cast a spell

Throw a fist

It's a war

Hit or miss

Have no fear

Conquer thy demons tonight

Draw thy sword

Find within thyself the strength

And roll the dice of destiny

Alea iacta est

Alea iacta est

Let me give thee some bardic inspiration

Nananananana nananana

Nananananana

Nananananana nananana

Nananananana

What arst thou going to be?

An NPC or a player?

The choice is thyne

Big bad evil guy or the mighty dragon slayer?

We all have the chance to be heroes

Save ourselves and the world

Thou don't need nobody's approval

Just thyself and thy sword

Polymorph

Sneak attack

Divine smite

Eldritch blast

Hellish rebuke

Flurry of blows

Or a spell to cast

They can't stop the party

Draw thy sword

Find within thyself the strength

And roll the dice of destiny

Alea iacta est

Alea iacta est

Let me give thee some bardic inspiration

Nananananana nananana

Nananananana

Nananananana nananana

Nananananana

Townspeople might call thee a freak

Make thee feel unworthy and weak

But if a bard sang thy toils

They would sound legendary

Townspeople might call thee a freak

Make thee feel unworthy and weak

But if a bard sang thy toils

They would sound legendary

Alea iacta est

Alea iacta est

Let me give thee some bardic inspiration

Nananananana nananana

Nananananana

Nananananana nananana

Nananananana