My Very Last Sip

Upon a flying griffon sits
A warden coming to conscript
My very last sip of Dragon Piss
Have mercy on me, Maker!

Some Inquisition agent speaks
"We need this drink to close the Breach!"
My very last sip of Abyssal Peach?
Have mercy on me, Maker!

Oh how the road is long
It's got me feeling older
Oh how the road feels longer
When you walk it sober

The potion master stayed a while
And left once he had filled a vial of
My very last sip of Butterbile
Have mercy on me, Maker!

That lyrium is tough to kick
Tonight a tempted Templar nicked
My very last sip of Sun Blonde Vint
Have mercy on me, Maker!

Oh how the road is long
It's got me feeling older
Oh how the road feels longer
When you walk it sober

I loved a girl from East Rivain
Whose pirate crew plundered and claimed
My very last sip of Hissing Drake
Have mercy on me, Maker!

And a Kirkwall lad put a spell on me
Left behind my stein and my chastity and
My very last sip of Chasind Mead
Have mercy on me, Maker!

Oh how the road is long
It's got me feeling older
Oh how the road feels longer
When you walk it sober

Oh how the road is long
It's got me feeling older
Oh how the road feels longer
When you walk it sober

Friends as I stumbled home last night
I happened on a lucky sight
'Twas someone's very last sip of Antivan White
A mercy from the Maker!

Oh how the road is long
It's got me feeling older
Oh how the road feels longer
When you walk it sober

Oh how the road is long
It's got me feeling older
Oh how the road feels longer
When you walk it sober

Oh how the road is long
It's got me feeling older
Oh how the road feels longer
When you walk it sober



Credits
Writer(s): Alyssa Gaiser
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