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Mysterious text supplied in May 1123 with no context

“What ho?”, man

“What ho?”

“Open up my good man”

“What do you want?”

“Caitlin just caught me.”

“You let her catch you?”

“I don’t know how I let this happen.”

“With who?”

“The group next door, you know?”

“Oh man…”

“I don’t know what to do.”

“Say it wasn’t you.”

“Alright…”

“Caitlin came in and she caught me red-handed

Stabbing up the group next door.

Picture this, we were attacked in combat, wrestling on the cold tent floor

How could I forget that I had

Taken the Black Blade with me?

When she came to retrieve it

She could never take her eyes off me.”

“How you allow people to see you make a widow?

Trespasser and a witness while you smother with a pillow.

You better watch your back if you want to be a killer

No one seeing you when you be a blood spiller

To be a true assassin you have to know how to slay

It’s best to kill at night, and no to do it in the day

Never admit it, when someone makes a claim

And you tell her “Must be someone who looks the same”

But she heard me shout a counter (“It wasn’t me”)

Saw me shankin; in the corner (“It wasn’t me”)

I even killed on in the doorway (“It wasn’t me”)

She even caught me killing more ways (“It wasn’t me”)

She saw the marks on my armour (“It wasn’t me”)

Saw me when I killed that farmer (“It wasn’t me”)

Heard the scream getting louder (“It wasn’t me”)

She stayed until it was over

Caitlin came in and she caught me red-handed

Stabbing up the group next door

Picture this, we were locked in combat, wrestling on the cold tent floor

I had hoped to keep her

From what she was about to see

Why should she believe me

When I told her it wasn’t me?

“Make sure she know it’s not you who did the ending”

Whenever you should see her she should just keep on pretending

As funny as it be to you, it not that complex

Seeing is believing, tell her “get your eyes checked”

You know she not be worrying ’bout things from the past

Just give it time, allow the memory to pass

Wait if she ask to see you one-to-one

But if she packs a blad you know you better run

But she heard me shout a counter (“It wasn’t me”)

I even killed on in the doorway (“It wasn’t me”)

She even caught me killing more ways (“It wasn’t me”)

She saw the marks on my armour (“It wasn’t me”)

Saw me when I killed that farmer (“It wasn’t me”)

Heard the scream getting louder (“It wasn’t me”)

She stayed until it was over

Caitlin came in and she caught me red-handed

Stabbing up the group next door

Picture this, we were locked in combat, wrestling on the cold tent floor

How could I forget that I had

Taken the Black Blade with me?

When she came to retrieve it

She could never take her eyes off me.

Gonna tell her that I’m sorry

For the deaths I’ve caused

I’ve been listening to your reasoning

It makes no sense at all

We should tell her that I’m sorry

For the deaths I’ve caused

You may think that you’re an Edgelord

But you’re completely lost

That’s why I sing

Caitlin came in and she caught me red-handed

Stabbing up the group next door

Picture this, we were locked in combat, wrestling on the cold tent floor

How could I forget that I had

Taken the Black Blade with me?

When she came to retrieve it

She could never take her eyes off me.