This is a song about village Barovia
[Verse 1]
In a village wrapped in mist and doom,
Where the sun forgets to rise and bloom,
Welcome, travelers, to Barovia’s lair,
Where danger’s a pastime, and life’s unfair.
[Chorus]
Oh, Barovia, what a place to be,
Where misery loves company!
Grab a drink, and don’t you fear,
We laugh at gloom and guzzle beer!
[Verse 2]
Ismark tries to keep things bright,
But Strahd turns day into night.
A vampire lord, so dark and grim,
But hey, more room for us in the inn!
[Chorus]
Oh, Barovia, what a place to be,
Where misery loves company!
Grab a drink, and don’t you fear,
We laugh at gloom and guzzle beer!
[Verse 3]
Death House spooked us, sure it did,
With ghosts and ghouls that flipped our lid.
We ran and screamed, but look, we’re fine,
Now let’s toast with some Barovian wine!
[Verse 4]
In the tavern, plans were hatched,
With Ismark’s c