Chaos in Capital

[Verse 1] The mercenaries marched through the city gates, Never caring much for noble fates. Their laughter echoed down the streets, Where every tavern knew their feats. But fate had gathered three once more, To join the legends told in lore. A red-haired Elven thief so sly, A smile beneath her emerald eyes. A silver-haired High Mage of light, Who bent the heavens with her might. Beside her walked a Witch in black, With ravens always at her back. --- [Pre-Chorus] One whispered, "Let's keep this quiet..." Everyone agreed. That was the riot. --- [Chorus] Run for cover! Clear the square! Chaos fills the market air! Flying apples, broken wheels, Magic stronger than steel! Raise your voice! Ring the bell! Welcome all to glorious hell! The city guards can scream and shout... The mercenaries always win out! --- [Verse 2] The thief disappeared without a trace, Returning with pies from every place. Gold was missing, locks were gone, Yet nobody knew what she'd done. The High Mage sneezed—a portal grew, Launching chickens as they flew. The Witch just smiled beneath her hood, Turning barrels into wood... Then back again... Much worse than should. --- [Verse 3] Merchants cried, "My precious wares!" Fish were flying through the air. Vegetables became a storm, Nothing looked remotely normal. A wagon crashed into a stand, The Barbarian gave a helping hand... By lifting both into the sky, While everyone just wondered why. The Bard kept playing through the mess, Making every moment less... Like panic... More like celebration. --- [Bridge] The city guards came charging fast, "This madness cannot surely last!" The Assassin vanished in the crowd, The red-haired thief slipped light and proud. Through every stall with silent grace, No hand could ever match her pace. Coins were gone, the keys had flown, Yet no one knew where they had gone. One nimble step, one fleeting glide, She danced through chaos like the tide. The Cleric blessed the captain's shield, Then accidentally made him kneel. The Alchemist lit one tiny spark... The marketplace... Went completely dark. BOOM! [Final Chorus] Run for cover! Hold your ground! Madness echoes all around! Every shop and every street, Dances to the mercenaries' beat! Raise your mugs! Raise your swords! Sing the names in every court! No prison ever holds this crew... Tomorrow they'll come back anew! --- [Outro] When sunset painted roofs in flame, The capital would never be the same. The merchants sighed. The guards gave up. The taverns cheered... ...and filled another cup with beer.