©Paws.
Dungeon Keepers underground,
Working to the rhythm of the beating sound.
Troll hammers clanging, traps being made,
Imps taking them to be laid.
Training room busy, almost full,
Demonspawn and Dragons, got them all.
Warlocks learning from their books of power,
New spells being found by the hour.
Bile demons farting, their butts so wide,
That one little rumble could cause a landslide.
Mistresses giggle, scissor-blades tweaking
Tortured Heros, red blood leaking,
Flys and Spiders, and Beetles too,
Used as sacrifice for something new.
Orcs are pacing, shuffling 'round,
Grunting and shifting at every sound.
Vampires floating, red eyes alight,
Come to me people, Creatures of the Night.
Hellhounds barking, sorry to my neighbors,
Mind if I destroy you in your labours?
Skeletons giggle, manical glee,
Fighting to the death to protect me.
And not in any small
way least….
Hornéd Reaper, come to me,
Death to all good for you to see,
LORD OF THE
LAND GET OUTTA MY FACE,
COZ I'M GONNA OBLITERATE THE HUMAN RACE!!
