Surf's Up

You'll catch me surfing in Tempra,

Upon its icy seas.

Or basking on its warmer side,

Enjoying summer breeze.

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You'll catch me surfing in Lyrie,

By many island shores.

Pirates try to stop my fun,

But their bodies hit the floor.

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You'll catch me surfing in Gael,

Upon a rocky beach.

Free from elves and dwarves and Men,

Out of its cruel king's reach.

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There is no place to surf in Nestra,

But still I have to try.

Find a place where land meets sea,

Under its cloudy sky.

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And Vorbis, oh that strangest plane,

Waters cut off from me.

Oh to enter that strange realm,

To sample awesome seas.

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And here I am, in plane of Strife,

Partaking in some trials.

All to battle the Dharkwave,

A threat at which I smile.

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So let them come and let them fight,

Wipe them off the face of Earth.

I just want to get this done,

And return to the rad surf.