But there he found upon those distant shores, Enemies ’pon the rise! But when he faced those savage foes His daughter stood aside. And buried deep beneath the waves, Betrayed by family. To his nation, with his last breath, cried, “Beware the Daughter of the Sea.” “I’m listening now… father.” I heard, I heard, across a moonlit sea, The old voice warning me, “Beware, beware the Daughter of the Sea,” “Beware, beware… … of me.”

“Beware, beware the Daughter of the Sea.” “Beware,” I heard him cry. His words carried upon the ocean breeze, As he sank beneath the tide. Those blood-soaked shores of Kalimdor, Where sailors fought and died. The Admiral fell at Theramore, Because she left his side. Why this? Why this, oh Daughter of the Sea? Why this? Did you forget your seaside days? Always the pride of our nation’s eyes, How could she go astray? When she did flee across the ocean deep, The Admiral followed west. What else but sail to save a daughter’s life, And pray she still drew breath?

no, you uncultured swine

H̵̨̖̉͛̈́̓̄̽͆̏̍̏͛ḙ̷̛̞̣͈̥̔͐́̓͌̏̓̏̆͑̿̕͘͜y̸̡̢̞̲̮̜̗̯͍̼͕̯͕̤͒̊̇͛̓͌̊̃̚͠͠ͅ,̵͎̓̈̅̊̆͝ ̶̧̲̝̲̥̐s̷͉̰͖̯͓͇̳͉̤̦̜̫̲̾̆̈̌̃̀̈̊̂͑̒̕͠t̴̨͎̯͉̗̙̙̝̻͎̣̭̟͐͐̈́̈́̃̕̕͘͝͝͠ͅo̴̧̧̮̟̲̣̖̝̭͆̇̍̍̇̅͊͗̏̑̎̿̒̉͝ͅṕ̴̛͔̰̤̼͈͌̽̓̑̿̋̑̈́͌͂͝͝ ̴̱̣̘̥̙̥̦̖̈́̉̃́̓̽͛͗̌͗s̸͙̯̦̞̰̰̜̈́̀͒̚͝ͅt̶̙̗̹̃̏̎e̵͓̥̗̘̗̩̗̜̰̮͊̆̓ạ̸̡̗̲̬̼̙͈̞̗̦̤̤̈́̓̽͒̊̾ͅľ̷̩̰̭͎͖̦̯̫̖͓̬̥͎̼̘̿̈́̌̈̕͝ǐ̸̡͔̱͓͍̟ͅn̵̢̼̰̤̹̪̼̦͍͈̰͖̮͍̈́̑̒̋̋͛̇̽̈͒̕̚͜g̸̠̩̩̳̦̉̉͑͘͠ ̷̨̛͕͉̲͇̮̊͂̐͒͌̄͑̅̎͒̌͘̚͠m̸̨̤͙̗̭̳͍͚͈͔̰̲̃̾͂̎̓̅͗͑͐̚y̵̳̼̩̝̗͐̆͆̂̐̓̌̚͠ͅ ̸̲̲̤̼̲̰̦̤̗̘̰͚̻̓̆͛͝ͅt̴̛̘̍̆̃̀̌̂̆̔̈̆̿i̸̬̝̳̳̰̺̱̣̣͈̜͊̎̍̔̑ţ̴̞̪̤̲̦͈̼̻̘͖̋̈́̋̊͐̈́ͅļ̶͔̞̯̦̪̮̪̪̯͕̮͉̻̈̆̏͌͝e̶̲̠͈͛̔ş̷͖̤͚̗͔̄̀̋̆̈́̉̌̑̌͝ ̶͒

Alberto