La, la-la-la, la-la
La-la-la, la-la-la

The Kirin used to speak and sing
We weren't always quiet
We told stories and funny jokes
My stand-up was a riot

But then one day, a fight broke out
And hurtful words were said
Flaring tempers were inflamed
Destruction quickly spread

And flaming bred from head to head
It even burnt our... bread

Sorry, I forgot how much I love rhyming. Where was I? Oh, right!

My happy village lay in ruins
Relationships got worse
Spoiler alert: we quickly learned
That words could be a curse

"No more talking," yеlled our leader
Thе last thing said aloud
Into the Stream of Silence
We stepped as a crowd
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