There lived a certain man
In Final Fantasy
He was clad in black and had eyes like mako tea
The heroes looked at him
With terror and with fear
But to most fan girls he was worth a lasting leer
He was one of ShinRa's evil creatures
Full of madness and desire
Still, he had long hair and handsome features
And his own church choir

Seph-Seph-Sephiroth
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There was a guy who went round the bend
Seph-Seph-Sephiroth
Ruthless as a visigoth
It's still a shame he died in the end

He was a wicked man
And filled with wicked glee
But he was real sweet in the fan-made doujinshi
He ruled the Squaresoft fans
Most popular by far
But in terms of strength he was rather under par
He defeated girls and snakes and geezers
Shish-ka-bobbing them with ease
Then a band of puny mortal humans
Brought him to his knees

Seph-Seph-Sephiroth
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There was a guy who went round the bend
Seph-Seph-Sephiroth
Ruthless as a visigoth
It's still a shame he died in the end

So when his killing and burning
And his mad quest for power
Became known to uppity heroes
They made plans to do something about this outrageous man, and then
Leveled and leveled

Ran-dom! Bat-tle!
Ran-dom! Bat-tle!
Ran-dom! Bat-tle!
Ran-dom! Bat-tle!

Ran-dom! Bat-tle!
Ran-dom! Bat-tle!
Ran-dom! Bat-tle!
Ran-dom! Bat-tle!

This guy just has to go
The heroes did declare
And the fan girls hoped that they wouldn't harm his hair
No doubt this Sephiroth
Was fair and fit and fey
They could see his flaws but they loved him anyway
Then one day those heroes ventured to him
Armed with swords and other stuff
"Come and fight with us!" they kept demanding
He came sure enough

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They fought at level fifty-and-ten.
Seph-Seph-Sephiroth
Ruthless as a visigoth
He beat them all and said: "Try again."

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They leveled up
And boosted each stat
Seph-Seph-Sephiroth
Ruthless as a visigoth
They fought again and pummeled him flat

Oh
Those heroes

"Rasputin" © Boney M
Parody © Aja 2004