Han Come Home (to the tune of "Gary Come Home")
Verse 1:
Han, can you hear us cryin’?
The chat’s gone quiet, and we’re barely survivin’
Since April thirtieth, eleven thirty-eight
You left that voice call, now it’s just... too late
Chorus:
Han, come home
The pings are echoing alone
Han, come home
No one's timing trolls on their own
We miss your caps locks and your banhammer grace
Now Anisa’s server feels like an empty place
Verse 2:
Every role you managed with care
Now the trolls bridage, and you're not there
You knew all the memes, the inside jokes
Now the mod chat’s filled with unpinned hopes
Chorus:
Han, come home
The emotes just ain’t the same tone
Han, come home
We even miss your “pls no creator clash in chat”
Anisa and her husband are scrollin’ in despair
Your last message just hangs in the air
Bridge:
Did you forget the ban appeal queue?
Or the way you’d say “yo, that’s strike two”?
Now every tag feels cold and alone
Han… this ain’t a server, it’s a ghost town zone
Final Chorus:
Han, come home
The Discord world feels overthrown
Han, come home
You’re more than just a mod — you’re known
To us you were queen of the chatroom throne
So Han… please, please…
come home 